Love is Fallen.... Like *FALLEN* ANGELS.
You're an angel", Luce said, "I'm in love with an angel".
And that's when I realised that a mans' ego was like fruit; easily bruised.
Jealous?' Luce asked. They were alone now. She threw her arms around his broad shoulders and looked deep into his violet eyes. 'Why would you be jealous?' 'Because,' he said, rubbing his hands across her back. 'Your dance card is full. For all eternity.
I've met you many times Lucinda, and most of the time, you're a downright bore.
Inspiration is an excuse for doing something you already want to do.