to stand and make an end of it. The whispers finally
Posted on: September 28, 2008
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| He dressed quietly, and we sat in the dark for a long second, whispering and giggling. We talked about everything and nothing, and neither of us were willing to stand and make an end of it. The whispers finally lapsed into silence for several long moments.
I looked up at him and met his gaze, which was gentle and aaronevolent. I squeezed his hands, and formed the question on my lips that had been plaguing me since we had met. “Are you at all conceptually aware of how beautiful you are?” |
