He wanted to heat up the truth, to make it burn so hot that you would feel exactly what he felt.
It is usually unbearably painful to read a book by an author who knows way less than you do, unless the book is a novel.
Tipani flower skies blazing rapture of color laced tree crowns silhouettes along the ocean diamond necklaced beach...of my heart in fragrance of love spilled by caressing kisses of the sun opening the...
Is that you giggling away to glory?Or is that just the flowers mingling with the bees and telling their story?
Music shouldn't be just a tune, it should be a touch.
This love is hard core. Let's make it soft porn.
Sacrifice of the self is sheer stupidity if sacrifice is not for the self.
Tell your story to inspired other people to rise up and live their dreams.
The sky blue strengthens slowly, the dawn light rosy and pale the summer song of our romance begin to unveil...with every heart beat and the waves' breath...the time stood in harmony still. Your morni...
Life is a sea of vibrant color. Jump in.
Just do it. Now.