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Wednesday, September 4, 2013

66 Fiction: Bliss

~a story in 66 words or less~
 
 
Bliss

Nude, she laid serenely on the Irish moss, the wind across the forest floor gently cooling her skin. She closed her eyes; freedom and nature filled her senses. Yet, aloneness left her incomplete… until, like delicate snowflakes or petals of the cherry blossom falling on her skin, his tender lips danced upon her, hushing, soothing… bliss at last.

©2013 Maria Christine

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