Posted by Susan47 on February 14, 2005, at 19:30:59
then there's a breath in, very brief. It's that breath I love to listen to. Just a quick intake, breathing, lungs, beautiful lungs that are living and breathing, that breathed while he looked at me, once.
Oh dear, Susan, we are in bad shape on this Valentine's Day, aren't we. You poor, poor thing, you. :{
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