the-loving-cup:He moved towards her, and knew the moment he touched her that something had won his b
the-loving-cup:He moved towards her, and knew the moment he touched her that something had won his battle for him. He took her face in his hands, held it like a cup to be drunk from, and then kissed her. With a serious, unsmiling mouth he touched her eyelids, her cheeks, her hair, and sighed, as if for the moment her acceptance were all, and there was no further desire in him.—— The Four Swans: Book Two, Chapter Ten. -- source link
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