In the shadows of the night
Lingering there, upon mine lips
Thy kiss, so delicate and true
In the twilight of day
Thy touch, a brush of fingertips
Upon a blushed cheek, linger
Thou art there, invisible
So far away, yet so near
I call to thee, silently
Art thou a knight, come to save me?
Like Guinevere, I am
Where art thee, Lancelot?
Lingering in the shadows, is he
Yet, in whispers on the winds
Thee hast come to me
Lingering are thy lips upon mine
Invisible yet there, somewhere
… Waiting
An empathic young nurse driven to help and heal others since childhood after watching her mother languish for months before finally succumbing to cancer, Aziza Lopez abhors cruelty and suffering in any form. When she is assigned comatose patient Davi
In this heartfelt romantic memoir, Harry and Elizabeth share their passions and feelings about the poignant events that brought them back together after being divorced and estranged for almost twenty years. Filled with emotion, suspense, and humor --
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