Paced heart, quickened breath, pulse slow, hair messed, make up smeared...stained heart strings. Lips soft, grip tight, body's pressed, eyes alight, can this be real? Passions shared, moments captured, can this veil finally be lifted? Cooled touch turned warm, pure heart bleeding stained, will these strings be held careful or will they be broken. Secrets told and pasts revealed, fears shared and dreams meshed; could this be? Will my stained heart strings finally be free? Or will they remain hidden beneath the veil that keeps them pure and corrupt?
Laced hands while passion runs wild can his frozen insides be thawed? Is his will strong too be molded with out to much given...Stained hope and dreams holding hard to what is known can his hopes be let go?
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