Sunday, 24 July 2016

Outside time

When he walked towards me, every fibre of my being danced excitedly. I felt as though I'd become charged with electricity. I smiled, from the moment his hand first touched mine to the moment just before our parting. For a long magical memory, his world merged with mine and I wanted to remain there, outside time, in the liminal spaces we had made into our own. 

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