The depths of her awareness of love and all things dangerous was as deep as a bottomless pit. Knowing that venom from a man such as he would surely be her demise,she took her chances,"Surely this one is the very one to save my war torn soul!" He's too sweet to poison her!! Too gentle to squeeze the life out of her!! His love is real she told herself,over and over again until at last he drained her dry. Oh how she cried when he told her goodbye! He didn't bother to lie...in the grass and play dead.He slithered on down the road to find another lover to sink his hatred and betrayal into.....
Copyright © cathy aaron | Year Posted 2013
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