55 Fiction: A small love story
I run into your arms when I am depressed or sad. As soon as you touch my lips, I am transported to another world. You play with my tongue and I melt in your arms. You have your own way of making me feel better. Oh Lindt chocolate, what would I have done without you?
Labels: 55 fiction, blog marathon, story
4 Comments:
"I melt in your arms", how is this done with Lindt my dear? :)
Lindt fan?? me too!!! :)
@pratibha: Hey, I call it a writer's privilege. You can't questions that :P
@PM: Wow, great :)
melt in chocolate's arms!! lolz...
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