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Low -Spirited Intentions(Nikouru)
Our favorite band playing in the background.
We sing along and laugh at the dance moves we create on the spot.
Her gentle smile...
We begin to reminence.
All the jokes that made her more important than anyone.
She doesn't believe, but it's true.
At that moment, we combine bodies.
I wrap my arms arond her, holding her close to me.
She giggles as I kiss her on the cheek.
Her soft skin just beneath my lips...
I then stroke the slightest dampness off the area, but continue wipng her cheek even after it's gone.
I sigh as I allow my hand to fall out of place.
She's so fragile...
There's so much I wish I could tell her.
It would sadly crush everything we worked for.
These feelings and words floating about my thoughts are being oppressed.
Fo her sake.
When others ask, I confess.
I notice she does, too.
Could it be that their theories are correct?
Her beliefs do not support it.
Would she rebel.
Quite possibly.
If she does not, that's okay.
For I love her.
I wish for her not to be hurt.
To not be afraid of the monster slumbering within my being.
The temptation flowing though my veins.
My love for her, the desire to keep her safe will take over.
"It's for the best, my love.."
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