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Something

Something in the way she moves…

Her hands on his shoulders, his hands on her waist, they swayed back and forth. Her head rested gently against his chest.

Attracts me like no other lover.

She could feel his heartbeat, in rhythm with her own.

Something in the way she woos me…

He kissed her forehead softly as they continued their embrace, moving to the sound of the music.

I don’t want to leave her now.

You know I believe and how!

The lights were dim, and they imagined they were dressed extravagantly, a beautiful red dress on her, and a black tuxedo on him.

Something in her smile, she knows…

That I don’t need no other lover.

She smiled at this part. She did know. Who else would dance like this with her, both of them in their pajamas, in her messy room. She put her head up for a kiss.

Something in her style that shows me…

Their circumstances weighed on them. The two of them had their problems, but that wouldn’t, no, it couldn’t stop them.

I don’t want to leave her now.

You know I believe and how!

What others said didn’t matter. Things would change. It would take time, but these moments? These moments they had were worth all the trouble.

 

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A beginner, writing stories when he finds time to get better. Come improve with me.

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