One kiss, one look, one touch
He brushed my hair from in front of my eyes, tucked behind my ear
Gentle
A simple gesture
Forty five and a half seconds
And I am renewed
Admiration shines off of me like the morning sun reflects
Shining bright
Beauty
Casting out all darkness
And we’re blinded by the power of possibility
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Roopa Swaminathan. I write real and fictitious stories about life, issues, love, loss, g…
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