Ricordi di marzo
Simple memories of a happy day.
Of that sunny afternoon in March a clear recollection of the light that shone through her hair, a warm shade of gold that shone from her hair to bronze and his smile made me blush like a girl. At that moment I looked away, even though I wanted to watch it again and again without ever getting tired, and kiss that smile that I had made my heart beat.
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