Then there was you
By The Box Face
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The idea of love makes me feel like I can fly. Like I’m walking through a meadow on a summers day, little flying insects blossom into life with each step that I take, and I feel warm and safe. The gentle breeze that swirls past me makes the wings on my back twitch and shimmer.
This isn’t the feeling of being in love, it’s a feeling of our love, which rushes like an untamed current into me. It swirls around me creating bubble of soft whispers and stolen kisses. It remains unhindered by the tread of time and soaks into my every thought and feeling, making me feel softer and freer. My damaged brands, which previously I had been guarded with the ferocity of a wild beast, somehow become loved, by our love.
Then there was you..... to be continued...
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Hello, welcome to ABC Tales!
Hello, welcome to ABC Tales!
I liked the way you contrast the feeling of being 'in love' with the feelings of a particular love - each love is different. There is also a good sense of the gentle healing power of real love.
Just one thing - your title has a typo and reads 'The There Was You' - I assume it's meant to be 'Then'.
Looking forward to seeing more of your work.
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This seems like a great start
This seems like a great start The Box Face. Hopefully there'll be lots more.
Parson Thru
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