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Stolen Kisses

January 11, 2023
By D_Motta SILVER, Pleasantville, New York
D_Motta SILVER, Pleasantville, New York
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Favorite Quote:
It’s not a matter of if I can, but who’s going to stop me — Ayn Rand

Without him she was nothing. But with him she burned. Burned for him and what could be. Their love was dangerous, a hidden secret. But stolen kisses and secret smiles, glances that exchanged a thousand words made it so much better. It made it real. This was passion. This was fire. And she was willing to get burned, but only for him.

Without her he was empty and cold. But with her he was fulfilled. His walls crumbled the second she came running. Ever so cautious when they had secret meetings, protecting her from the questions that would come from the world. He might be stone cold, but she was fire. And despite the darkness his world lived in, he couldn’t resist the light.

Hearts beating faster. Joining as one. Eye contact, words being exchanged in a way only they knew how. Holding hands, secret glances. Lips meeting skin. Longing. Love. 

The author's comments:

This piece was inspired by the type of love I hope to find one day.

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