🎡🍂Pumpkin 🎃 Spiced Trouble pt. 2

The fireworks faded, the laughter died 🎆,
but the glow of her cheeks refused to hide 🌹.
Lanterns flickered, cider steam curled, ☕
the night felt softer — a slowed-down world 🍂.

They walked through booths of ember light ✨,
past echoes of music fading right 🎶.
The air was sweet with sugar and smoke 🍎🔥,
and something inside them quietly woke.

She tripped — he caught her, firm yet slow 🤲,
his hand stayed longer than he should, though.
“Always this brave?” she asked with grace,
his smile curved wild across his face 😏.

“Only when danger looks like you,”
he murmured low, and the stars withdrew 🌕.
The world grew still, the crowd unseen,
a hush between what might have been.

The moon watched close as he pulled her near 🌙,
her heartbeat rose — the only cheer 💞.
He traced her jaw, a breath, a prayer,
the scent of autumn in her hair 🍁.

Their lips met soft — then deep, then slow 💋,
a spark beneath the afterglow 🔥.
Her hands in his, her guard undone,
their laughter melting into one 💫.

The pumpkin prize fell to the ground 🎃,
the only sound — the heart’s soft sound ❤️.
Above them drifted a lantern’s gleam 🕯,
carrying whispers of their dream ✨.

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