For this week’s WordPress weekly writing challenge, you must write a fifty-word story. Not five thousand, not five hundred, but precisely fifty words.
My heart beats, expectation, I see you, you move towards me and my knees melt, you are so beautiful, all I ever dreamt of, my world now complete. In my arms we are but one, our first night, a life ever after. Holding hands we move on. Skipping a step.
Morpethroad 
So much beauty is so few words Michael.
Thank you Jackie. You are very kind.
Pretty, I can feel the love.
Thank you so much Wendy. Appreciate you reading.
ah memories of that skip in your step when first in love, very sweetly written Michael.
Thank you Jenny, lovely comment and good you can still recall such moments…..lol
Just… My pleasure
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Ahhh…Beautiful…I know the feeling. 🙂
I am so happy RoSy when you get my stuff. Thank you.
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