Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: The First Move

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Tuesday, July 2, 2013

The First Move

Stood by the bar, Heartbeat stuttering, Watching from afar With his fear muttering "She'll laugh, she'll decline, Don't ask, Don't speak. Stay here where you're fine, It's wise, not weak". Taking a chance, Heartbeat bounding, He asks for a dance, Music pounding. She answers with "yes", Her eyelids... Sign in to see full entry.

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