Saturday

Breathing Love

 
 
Since past 16 years he eagerly awaited each day for the first sunshine to see the blooming beauty. Today Miss Sweet sixteen was looking angelic in the pink. Her gentle touch on his tough torso sent a cold shiver down his spine. He shook himself and a flower landed in her hand whispering "I Love you".


Hioy'oy Hoi Polloi
JJJ
 
 
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Dont leave before leaving your words here. I will count on your imprints in my blogspace. :)

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