“He told her, ‘I longed for your arms and their tender embrace. I thought about your kisses. Now, to me, you’re a torso without limbs, a face without lips. You’re part of the undead walking without love.'”
©Ana P. Rose 2018
“He told her, ‘I longed for your arms and their tender embrace. I thought about your kisses. Now, to me, you’re a torso without limbs, a face without lips. You’re part of the undead walking without love.'”
©Ana P. Rose 2018
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