The Touch of Lips

Somewhere within the lowest depths of her delirium, Soledad heard a voice, raspy but not totally unpleasant, whispering her name and she fumbled in the darkness for what seemed an eternity until she finally felt the touch of a pair of lips to her own. She was greeted with a kiss to obliterate all others, full of passion and desire, one she would cherish and remember to her dying day, which unfortunately was that very moment. Death had come at last, and although life had abandoned her forever, the kiss still lingered.

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