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With love cut-up and partitioned there’s a bounty out there for a girl who stole everything. From all sides though, she had no other real choice, but to defend her superstitions. With an outright will to win she wasn’t one to sit around and wait unless of course, time was already too late. The girl…

She asked and happily answered, both equally in the same breath, almost as if, she wanted a perfect kiss to lips. Of course I obliged by offering up my mouth, close enough to simply do as she wished. The girl spun around in return and what started out slowly at first quickly enveloped into something…

Hovering thinking waiting wanting. The girl had all her belongings laid out on a tiny table, waiting, thinking I was late. Too late, I was already in love watching with all the answers I could hardly wait for her to ask and notice. Aimlessly through the pages, her book had her attention now, jealous simply…

The predawn stare planning out the day ahead. The treacherous stairs down the side of an eroded cliff every neighbor has them row after row after row a protective rib cage spanning the coast. A century of family members trudging along a worn out trip to the beach, how time has taken from this place.…

There is an open chance at love, a one in a million opening where it’s no surprise just how glued our eyes get. I find her irresistible this must mean something when it’s hard to think. She wears a forever necklace that says, i very simply wish… Perhaps the necklaced gift was her lucky charm…