Frosted memories
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blastimus
blastimus but they since rose, and won the day.
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And flowers die when winter comes.

Frosted memories

Leaves tear and shred at the touch of lightly frosted lips. Flowers fade away to distant memories with the first cold breath.

She twirls like a snowflake in the soft breeze. He watches like a child in awe.

Her hand stretches for his, grabbing it with playful joy. He goes along still stunned by graceful yet quick moves.

The snow was warded away by their heat.

A pirouette landed her in his ferm yet gentle hands. She leans closer, so does he.

Her body like a soft and voluptuous leaf, bending with the slightest of his touches. Her lips like two petals, burning red, lustful.

But... leaves tear and shred at the touch of lightly frosted lips and flowers fade away to distant memories with the first cold breath.

And his wintery muse is now just an autumn melancholic memory.

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