A Shmata In His Arms

A man looked up at the stars and thought about whether a girl remembered his scent and being in his arms.

There was no doubt she remembered, but the questions was did she remember and was it one of those memories that made you smile and still took your breath away or something else.

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Fall Has Arrived

In the last post so many months ago I linked to this post with the intent to do something with the prompt I shared below. Eyes close, lips ...