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Delicate

February 15, 2013
By jessthewallflower GOLD, Greenwood Village, Colorado
jessthewallflower GOLD, Greenwood Village, Colorado
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;I will bruise your lips,<br /> and scar your knees<br /> and love you too hard.<br /> <br /> I will destroy you<br /> in the most beautiful way possible.<br /> <br /> And when I leave,<br /> you will finally understand,<br /> why storms are named after people.&quot;


Her mahogany hair rustled like rough silk in the forget-me-not blue breeze, and her words shimmied down her pale collarbone like cool rain and seeped through his skin. Her slender pianist fingers twined in the stiff grass in anxiety, and the words that she left unsaid caught in her throat.
His cornsilk hair curled into springy coils in the damp humidity, and his ears strained to make out the music of the clouds humming against the trees. it was a delicate indelicacy that ruled that still moment; her luminous green eyes searched his speckled blue ones and they studied each other wordlessly with scissoring glances, secrets floating between them like carbon monoxide.



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