IF YOU LOVE SOMETHING…

He held her gently. Non-possessive. Unassuming.

 

He held her gently. Non-possessive. Unassuming. Willing to let her be as free as she needed to be; to make her feel wanted.

His caresses were gentle, barely a touch. It was more like a sensation that gave her a sense of security without any strings. No fences could enclose her. No heart could hold her. She was a rare flower with fragile petals. She was a frightened bird who rested in his trembling hands. Barely a touch held her. No enclosure surrounded her. She was free to fly. He loved her; he had to set her free.

And in her freedom she found security. In his hands she felt so free. He loved her so!

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