Life equaled love plus passion squared. Loving and being passionate about what one did was what made life so precious.

And there you have it...if I knew that I could only have a few nights in that man's arms or nothing, I would take those magic nights and use them to keep me warm for the rest of my life.

I felt the electricity of his body behind me as he reached around me and took the card from my hand. He didn't move away, and I battled the urge to lean back into him, seeking the comfort of his strength. Would he wrap his arms around me? Make me feel safe, if only for a moment, and if only a delusion?

Beautiful women rarely possess sufficient depth of character to survive without their pretty feathers.

When my faith is getting weak And I feel like giving in You breathe into me again.

He is my vulnerability

He lives. I breathe. I want. Him. Always. Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever. -Mac