don't have one yet.

[billy]

A summer breeze drifts through the soft wavy hair of the Angel that looks into my eyes. She stares. The deep trance penetrates my heart like an arrow. I feel as though im being carried to the sky on clouds.I learn forward with nervousness.the glisten from her wet lips intrigues me closer. I feel the warmth of her breath on my lips.I close my eyes and move closer and closer, then...nothing.I open my eyes. She is gone.

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