Darling, when I simply speak your name, my entire world seems to stand still for just a moment as the notions and memories of passion emerge, ripping my breath away and saturating every grain of my being with your essence. When my voice finally finds strength to offer your name, it is spoken in soft and reverent tones from the depths of my very soul, so the sound of it rises to the heavens where it belongs, blending with the wispy clouds and touching the dazzling stars. In words more simply spoken, when I speak your most wonderful name, I am also saying that I love you.
Zara’s Bois:
When the powers-that-be make the decision to return a selfish party-girl to Earth on three missions of redemption, can romance and mayhem be far behind? One hot and trendy gay nightclub, two bickering angels and three unlikely p
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
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