Wednesday's Three Word Wednesday
The words over at Three Word Wednesday are blush, quiver and tenderness.
Count ‘em up, it’s a Fiction in 58.
Embrace
Their embrace was a clasp of tenderness.
She’s tucked into his chest, bathed in the warm scent of his neck, hands clutching the old sweater she secretly slept with when he wasn’t there.
Sinewy arms rest on hips, outsized hands explore her lower back. Lips pressed to her hair.
He whispers, there’s a blush, her lithe body quivers.
Count ‘em up, it’s a Fiction in 58.
Embrace
Their embrace was a clasp of tenderness.
She’s tucked into his chest, bathed in the warm scent of his neck, hands clutching the old sweater she secretly slept with when he wasn’t there.
Sinewy arms rest on hips, outsized hands explore her lower back. Lips pressed to her hair.
He whispers, there’s a blush, her lithe body quivers.
Comments
i love it!
love stories always have that bitter sad ending.
we are on the same page with these words Thmo.
Wonderful..