Hand in hand we walked, past the pond , into the woods. Following a path which ended in an open meadow, a carpet of brilliant green and wildflowers.
You pulled me down on to the soft green grass and gazed into my eyes.Your hand reached over brushing the hair from my face. A soft sweet gesture which me made smile. A gentle breeze caused me to shiver. You put your arm around me and pulled me close. I could hear your heart beating and felt your desire.
Later we lay on our backs gazing up at the stars, our heads together in silent reverie....
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A beautiful non-memory though! Thanks!
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