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This is the first time I've ever tried to write something like this, I decided to write it in a speed-write challenge I set myself. What do you guys think? Let me know in my ask? Is it too cliched or what?
He held her face in his hands, caressing the velvet that was her innocent skin. His eyes gazed longingly in to hers, searching deep within her soul, deciphering her desires, her wants, her needs. His head dipped, bowing and resigning to his love of her beauty.
She raised her slender hand, pale and caring, to his cheek and slowly began to run it across his cheek, sending viciously sweet tingles that resonated throughout his entire body. Her radiant eyes, with a darkness that begged to be covered with her shining innocence, met his gaze; answering his questions, the unspoken questions that were never asked but yet they are answered.
His lips parted, uttering just a few barely audible words; intended to swirl through the thick air to collide with the infinitude within her mind - 'you're the exception to prove the rule'. He muttered with such determination and love that it would seem as if he was giving his one last breath to speak the words he had waited an eon to speak to his one love.
She smiled. Her dimples, stark as a crater upon the moon's silvery surface, stood out amongst a pimpled landscape of freckles against a pale, shadowy backdrop. Her smile spoke volumes; the love between them was mutual and she longed for him, longed to be his one and only.
They stood there for what seemed like an epoch to them in each other's arms yet in reality, another two minutes had past since he had broken the silence. They stood in pristine silence, communication existing only through their eyes and the way they clenched their bodies together, the desire to be one and whole slowly enveloping them.
Time slowed, warping around their minscule pocket within the universe; their own.