A Very Short Love Story

the paper was sky blue,with variegated flowers at corners as a fountain-pen, with golden nib and embellished trunk hovered over it. night was slow with giddy breeze and frolicking flame of a candle. befuddled with scent were the paper and the pen, but they never met.

the paper stayed dry and pen moist at nib; for words escaped the lovelorn poet that night.

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