They floated in the evening air, almost imperceptible, not expecting that an attentive ear too surprise them and collects them.
murmured, whispered, they looking for a casket, an echo. Words of love
carefree, sensual and sweet, like the caress of a velvet-gloved hand on bare skin.
They came and went from one mouth to another, be coated sweetness to better snuggle and melt into kissing each other.
They sometimes hid, waiting for the right moment to reappear, leaving lips and swallow the breath again.
Laughers and colorful, bold, sour, they swirled and bolted, took a sudden frenzy insatiable, driven by the desire that rose over their stories. They ended
by moving away and evaporate, giving way to a silent accomplice who kept them warm, protected from unauthorized disclosure.
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