Forbidden

The sun faded a while ago but the bits of day that still remained struggled to hold on as they stood there staring at one another. Dusk settled in the park and he could not resist reaching up and confidently moving a wisp of hair from her face. She was beautiful. They each fought hard against the weakness of their hearts knowing it could never be. Her cheeks tingled a bit where he touched her and she just stared starry eyed and wanting. Each passing second they dared closer and closer to world they were never meant to have.

Dusk, Starry, Wisp, Weakness, Tingle

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