Lost in thoughts
Smell of wet grass
Gentle wind brushing her cheeks
Strands of hair tickling her skin
Dewdrops glistening in the moonlight
A tinge of pain in her heart
She opens her eyes
and finds him holding her in his arms
Smell of wet grass
Gentle wind brushing her cheeks
Strands of hair tickling her skin
Dewdrops glistening in the moonlight
A tinge of pain in her heart
She opens her eyes
and finds him holding her in his arms
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