…The eye contacts, the brush of our fingers, the thumping of my heart when I find myself staring at your lips, wondering how they’d feel against mine…and get caught in the act…
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And we’ll always be here, waiting to tell your stories, Your humble wordsmiths
“I am Faith. I am neither man nor woman. I have no friend or foe but I dwell with those who simply believe. I am neither a thought nor a feeling. I am the evidence of things hoped for. Many…
