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The Mirror

They have come out of the shower and are standing facing the mirror. He is standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her. Their bodies seem to emit a glow that adds warmth to the room. Softly he whispers in her ears, his voice barely above a whisper. “If it were up to me,

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Trail of Dust

Following a trail of dust on the road of love. Can’t see that far ahead nor that far behind and there is a feeling of excitement and intrepidity as the road winds. There is a sense of being on this winding road before, but each trip has its own uniqueness that sets it apart. High

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