He did not breathe, he did not move. He did not regard Julia for as long as the raven haired man sat like a fragile thing on stage, looking broken and lovelorn. Dominic needed to embrace him, needed to hold him, needed to clench the fingers that grasped in a needy state to the guitar they made love to.
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sforzinda
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Date: 2010-11-18 04:08 am (UTC)Ohhhh. Beautiful. <3