Date: 2005-11-30 01:16 am (UTC)
lastgunslinger: (my love is like a red red rose)
His eyes close.

He doesn't breathe, for a moment.

(It's hard to get out of the habit.)

His eyes open. Slowly, his free hand rises to cup her face, thumb barely tracing the edge of her mouth.

"I'd not leave you yet."

Apology.
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