SunsetA Story by D S RollinsJust the beauty of being able to look at a sunsetThey sit next to each other, lost in their future fantasies. The room is lit by the orange skyline. She digs her head into his bosom. He smells like aftershave and faint cigarette smoke. He runs his fingers through her auburn hair. "I love this" Her voice vibrates on his chest. "Mm" He agrees, closing his eyes, mesmerized by her scent.
Their eyes lay on the hues of blue, red, orange and green. © 2011 D S RollinsAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on January 17, 2011 Last Updated on January 17, 2011 AuthorD S RollinsLondon, United KingdomAboutI am a writer. My heart and soul are in the words I write down. I've had this issue where I can never express myself fully in words, I write to express what my mouth cannot. It's freedom. I l.. more..Writing
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