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"You will see that I can be quite stubborn." He voice was quiet, steady, raspy. Other words, other secrets and promises spilled from her mouth. I listened but couldn't get past that deep down that voice sounded sharp, almost dangerous. Like a blade being drawn across a stone to hone the edge. I couldn't help but wonder if that blade was me.
I slipped my hand underneath the back of her heard and kissed her. I wanted to hear that voice, be thrilled by the sound of metal across stone, but was afraid that too many swipes of the blade across it might make it too dangerous. Either too sharp, or too worn down from it to remain strong.
1 comment:
Very beautiful. I love the imagery. Keep up the good work man.
Looks like you posted some more stuff since the last time I stopped by. I need to find a moment to read the longer stuff.
Thank you for your comment by the way.
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