A suprise gift

He holds the bundle tight, Sweat dripping from his pores For he is no knight. The petals kiss his skin, Hearing rumbling from inside He plasters on a hopeful grin. Not trained in combat or the like, The door slowly creaks open And he prepares in case of dislike. The woman stares in disbelief, Eyes... Continue Reading →


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