This is to record what little of my life exists. My thoughts and my soul. My memoir
Friday, 21 May 2010
Their flamboyant flurry of laughter chimed in the wind, scattering the leaves in the benevolant sunshine. His hands wrapped around her warm body and their lips were trapped in a world of their own. She was happy, laying there on his lap, words endlessly flowing through the smile of her mouth. He would smile and stroke her cheek, feeling the flare of blush within his fingertips. Long arms would cradle her, intoxicated by her aroma. She is one lucky girl