viernes, 20 de noviembre de 2009

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She strutted up the ladder, carrying herself on her small frame. Those tiny legs shook with cold. She went inside, they were already partying like there was no tomorrow, and the world was coming to an end. Wasted.He was standing in the corner, drinking from a glass that appeared to contain water, but then again, it could be vodka; while frivolously smoking a cigarette. She smiled to herself to the sight of him, but didn’t go near. He looked at her; she could see him staring in the reflex on the window. She was doing meaningless chat to a tall, blonde beauty just to kill time, abruptly cut off the talk and marched right outdoors, laid carelessly in the moist grass. She didn’t care, she never cared.The moonlight kissed her cheeks, the wind stroked her hair.
- You’re too beautiful.

She didn’t have to look to know it was him, standing behind her. He approached her and laid too. She felt his warmth, the human heat emanating from him. She smiled, whilst both stared at the sky. His hand touched hers, she let him.He leaned over to her and they kissed.

- You’re perfect.She still had no answer

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