It’s all clumsiness and last minute doubts before giving into the frantic search of the other, the swinging of hips, the desperate need to make sure that this kiss is saying all they can’t say as they give into their bodies deepest need and soon they are both crying and rocking each other and they are tears of joy, of knowing they can devote
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AS for the melancholy feel this piece has to the end, well, I kind of see it as the bittersweet feel of seeing his children grow, and how time cheated on Ginny and him, how nineteen years went by in "a second". How great it's been to live in a loving home, how weird it will be to let his children lead lives of their own. Hopefully, a bit of that came through.
Thanks so much for your comment!! :)
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And you noticed my poem, and liked it even!! Thank you so much for you wonderful, kind review!
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