UNKNOWN By: Parker Woody She steps out from the brush. My eyes meet hers and we both know without saying a word, we're not from this place..
UNKNOWN 
By: Parker Woody

She steps out from the brush. 

My eyes meet hers and we both know without saying a word, we're not from this place.. story stories
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Romance Story

UNKNOWN By: Parker Woody She steps out from the brush. My eyes meet hers and we both know without saying a word, we're not from this place..

Her eyes radiate sexuality, and my heart races. My eyes radiate passion, trying my best James Dean, but I feel so out of place..

She smiles shyly, also feeling out of place, because she is anything but shy.. We both want each other, but I'm from another place.. As is she

Who is this creature of the forest in my mind? I see her anytime I close my eyes.. She is so beautiful

"What's your name?" I ask. She answers, but I am unable to hear. Frustration rains down, and she disapears back into the forest..

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