Baudelaire

The rain fell steadily on the balcony outside. The cool breeze made me shiver. I craved the warmth of your skin on mine. You could calm me down with one touch, one smile. You can warm me up with the touch of your hands. But suddenly, away from the chaos of our friends’ laughter, we were at a loss. There was so much love between us and we didn’t know what to do with it.

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