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Wolf
He sat rigidly
She ran fingers through coarse hair
His brown eyes grew soft
She nestled closer
He did not resist her touch,
She held him steady
Slowly, he laid down
She rested her head on him,
There he let her stay
She ran fingers through coarse hair
His brown eyes grew soft
She nestled closer
He did not resist her touch,
She held him steady
Slowly, he laid down
She rested her head on him,
There he let her stay
Published 5th Dec 2017
| Edited 6th Dec 2017
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6th Dec 2017 1:40pm
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Anonymous
6th Dec 2017 1:49pm
What an amazing experience to have...and the imagery is gorgeous!
7th Dec 2017 6:20pm
this is true beauty - I am blown away - love the gentle flow with a hint of possible danger :-)
First class and easy add :-))))
First class and easy add :-))))
