I looked at you.
You looked at me.
Our eyes met.
I went to flee.
You took my face
In your warm hands.
You made me feel safe and secure;
I followed your commands.
Softly, your fingers grazed my cheek;
My lashes fluttered down.
Our breath slowly began to match,
As you laid me on the ground.
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Nimrodel of Lorinand
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