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Ella Fields
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April 19 - April 19, 2018
“I’m not scared. You and me … like the moon and the stars, we’re permanent.”
We were the breeze that ruffled the dandelions. The sun that scorched our skin red until we searched for reprieve under our favorite willow tree.
And underneath the stretch of dark skies, we were each other’s stars.
“You smell and taste like my heart,” he whispered to the underside of my chin, pressing lazy kisses. “And you feel like fucking heaven.”