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My lady

It was a beautiful evening tonight at the castle but no one to share the joy with. Trying to look everywhere among the crowd, then suddenly I found a light in front of me, a beautiful lady. She was wearing a scharlakans red dress, red lipstick on her filled lips. Her tattoos told a story that I wanna feel with my hands and kiss them passionately. In my past my heart sank as a ship from a ocean, until you my dear shook my soul to sweet emotions.

You was standing there in the crowd and seem to be waiting for someone or something. Then you finally saw me. These magical crystal eyes of you just litted my heart in fire. I needed to be closer to you. Kiss you with humbleness. An old man noticed me staring at a lady and he smiled at me.
"So Mr. Andystone, why dont you just go to her?" I smiled while thousand butterflies lived its life inside me.
"What is her name?" Old man with surprised look at me then like I should had know her name.

"Her name is Cathrin Nilsen"

After that, I try to get through the crowd to her. The more the distance was reduced, the more nervousness took over. Her smile on my face, her radiance was an attraction in itself. That night I finally got her hand and we dance together with passion and love.




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Publicerad 2021-03-24 05:33



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