"These blue eyes point at his face. All the history pass before this eyes, who had never lived something similar. They had not known anybody with whom sharing their moments, their needs and specially, their pillow.
They look at each other, these blue eyes find the brown of the girl that, on having noticed it, tremble. They know it's true, it's the moment. They free fom all the fear, from the pressure. They take the initiative. They move their hands to brushing ther face. They cares it, goes down from the face for the back to coming to her waist. They bring his lips closer, notice their breathing, slow, speeding up little by little. Their lips join and in this moment nothing matters.
They look at each other, these blue eyes find the brown of the girl that, on having noticed it, tremble. They know it's true, it's the moment. They free fom all the fear, from the pressure. They take the initiative. They move their hands to brushing ther face. They cares it, goes down from the face for the back to coming to her waist. They bring his lips closer, notice their breathing, slow, speeding up little by little. Their lips join and in this moment nothing matters.
The blue eyes stay closed. The brown eyes of the girl reflect passion."
But there is only one problem, the blue eyes also belong to a girl.
For many this story was perfect untill the last paragraph. In my opinion, it has not changed, continues being perfect. I'm not lesbian, for the ones who were seized by doubt, but I don't think that it's slightly bad not even strange. It's something normal and from this humble blog I want to ask for comprehension.
"Don't let your fears stand in the way of your dreams"
"Where there is love, there is not imposition"- Einstein
"Sad time ours! It's easier to dismantle an atom than a prejudice"- Einstein
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