We met. . .
Leaving romance
Sitting on the back burner
While love invaded our hearts
We courted each other
With such intensity
Our kisses
Were our stockpile
Growing to love
One another
More. . .
Than we loved ourselves
The romance came forward
Enveloping our souls
We now knew our destiny
Never wanting to let go
It is amazing how from that first spark of desire, wanting, connection, magnetic attraction...whatever you call it, love can grow into something so huge...
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A young widow joins her aunt’s house-restoration project in the wilderness, determined to take a stand for independence, but two men have different plans for her—and so does God.
Anna
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