Sinfully Sweet

Ia mengangkat kerah jaket sepanjang lutut untuk menyembunyikan lehernya yang terbuka. Pun udara malam yang berkeliaran di sepanjang jalan sempit di sampingnya ikut menghalau rambut panjangnya untuk melindungi sepasang telinganya yang nyaris membeku.

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Night Over Night

Tonight, he is still wearing the same garments; a dark wrist-length sweater that almost hid his tiny knuckles along with a light brown trousers with a certain cut; makes his legs look taller. I see his fingers are rubbing together, as if he asks me to hold them. The absence of light around us makes me unable to find what kind of shoes he is currently on. Yet, his charming figure mesmerizes me, always.

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