She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
His heart beat only love — not a drop of hate-tinged blood in his body. – Terri Guillemets
She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
His heart beat only love — not a drop of hate-tinged blood in his body. – Terri Guillemets
Ink and paper are sometimes passionate lovers, oftentimes brother and sister, and occasionally mortal enemies. – Terri Guillemets