When you look at me with those gentle eyes, The world goes quiet, time softly dies, And in that space between heartbeats, I find a home where my soul meetsThe tender curve of your smile, The way you pause and stay awhile To trace the lines upon my face As if memorizing every trace.Your laugh beco...
Read MoreThe first time Maya saw him, he was standing at the edge of the forest where the hiking trail curved toward the lake. Tall and broad-shouldered, with russet hair that caught the late afternoon sunlight and dark eyes that seemed to see straight through her. When their gazes met across the clearing...
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