His hands settle upon her shoulders, their small warmth searing through her shirt's thin cloth, as they guide her slowly backwards, back inside. She wants to will a wall against that warmth, a well in which to drown the memory of his kisses, but finds she cannot. Their Then has turned to Now, and now --
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timeasmymeasure
Re: I will file it in a vial of denial and cast away
Date: 2010-11-26 06:43 am (UTC)I love this. Beautiful.