Love is in the air (SumnerzAngel)

There was something about the way it moved: it floated with a sort of golden essence; it gleamed even in the midnight hour, its scent changed for whoever and whatever it saw; it could be sharp and minty, it could be sweet and rosy.

Its touch was great to bear. It was light…yet it came with a heavy price. It was silky and yet it had the most lethal of spikes that dug right down into the heart. Sometimes it could even be a double-edged sword.

It had a job to do. It was love.

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