Him~

Wed, 05/13/2015 - 22:04 -- Mavis

The warm, gentle touch of his hands on my cheek,
renders me speechless, under the spell of his gaze,
as if peering into my soul were of a simple matter,
slowly overtaking every doubt, I once held within.

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