Quotes Donut - He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their vain terrors shriveling up like ghosts at sunrise.

He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their va... - Edith Wharton - Quotes Donut

Written By Edith Wharton

He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their vain terrors shriveling up like ghosts at sunrise.

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