“ Love transports mortal beings to the existential plane of spiritual eternity transcending the emotional, mental, and physical limitations of an inaccurately perceived finite existence. Ken Poirot
“ THE NEXT DAY WAS RAIN-SOAKED and smelled of thick sweet caramel, warm coconut and ginger. A nearby bakery fanned its daily offerings. A lapis lazuli sky was blanketed by gunmetal gray clouds as it wep… Brandi L. Bates
“ Oh my Valentine! I want to wake up and enjoy every sunrise with you and vanish into your hand at the sunset of my life. Debasish Mridha
“ The definition of tragedy is when people do not communicate yet struggle to conceal the pain. Ken Poirot
“ In entirety, valentine is a FUCKING DAY, rather than the sanctity of its literal meaning. Michael Bassey Johnson
