AN: Just something I just stared typing on my laptop then I was suppose to be doing homework.
Hope you guys like it.
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A placid hand placed on lightly tanned skin. Liquid words fall from marble lips and come to settle on listening ears.
The words are of those spoken to a lover and hold many a meaning. None of them are empty. None of them are lies.
This man of the purist of white speaks only loving truth.
The teen of ginger colored hair can do nothing but melt and bask in the warmth such words bring,
for he knows better than any man or woman that this creature would never lie to the likes of his king.
This albino creature is too humble for such a sin.
Whole are these creature's feelings for his ginger haired king.
Who in times of lust, writhes beneath him in passion and longing, longing for the feeling of cold alabaster flesh against his own warm tanned skin.
But sadly this creature of hollow feelings is also capable of hollow words as times.
Words void of their usual love and devotion, but the creature's lover and king does not see this.
The ginger haired youth is all but blind to the love that will in the end inevitably lead to his ruin.
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AN: Yeah I know nothing much, but I felt that it was worth posting.
Reviews would be nice.