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The Warmth of His Candle
A kindly young soul with piercing eyes,
she held him as if a candle against the dark,
feeling the warmth and seeing his face in the dim light.
Her virgin eyes looked at him with hunger and doubt.
He smiled, pressing his fingers to her lips.
She bent down to smother the light.
Sweet and kind was their first oral love.
She was kinder than she knew.
she held him as if a candle against the dark,
feeling the warmth and seeing his face in the dim light.
Her virgin eyes looked at him with hunger and doubt.
He smiled, pressing his fingers to her lips.
She bent down to smother the light.
Sweet and kind was their first oral love.
She was kinder than she knew.
Published 12th Jun 2021
Author's Note
Memory of an early time with a sweet girl.
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Anonymous
12th Jun 2021 2:52pm
What a sweet memory.
14th Jun 2021 11:45am
Yes. Part of the joy of writing is capturing and reliving memories (selectively).
12th Jun 2021 6:53pm
14th Jun 2021 11:44am
13th Jun 2021 6:15am
