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"My preferences range from the gutter-like to the idyllically sublime, ideally with you roaming the range beside me..."
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"Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you."

"Surely the Cupid serving him was lefthanded, with a weak chin and no imagination."

"You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not."

"Sam reached his hand toward mine, and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile, he pulled my hand toward his nose and took a sniff, and then another one. His smile widened, though it was still shy. It was absolutely adorable, and my breath got caught somewhere in my throat."

"The taste for books was an early one. As a child he was sometimes found at midnight by a page still reading. They took his taper away, and he bred glow-worms to serve his purpose. They took the glow-worms away and he almost burnt the house down with a tinder."

"I put my forehead on his collarbone, place one hand on his chest. Its rhythm reassures me: He is real, and he is now."
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"Brushing the clouds away from my eyes, I see clarity in the raindrop and beauty in the first ray of morning sun...Life is strange and wondrous..."

"Ignore the world when it forgets to tell you that you are beautiful...A goddess needs no reminding..."

"A hint of jealously once in a while is not only natural but a compliment therefore, always smile and accept it graciously for it shows they care..."

"Passion is life and delights await those whose soul lusts for new experiences. Every breath should stir deep, simmering desire for those who incite torrid urges and send blood coursing through fevered veins. Throw each shiver hard against unyielding rock, salaciously invade the soft pleasures whose ripe lips hunger for satisfaction, demanding the flame be fanned and thirst be quenched Demand no less, take no prisoners."

"Passion drove her deeper, into the abyss beneath his skin where she mapped his soul to the dance of his heartbeat..."

"Solitude, a time for memories, a time to dream, a time for passions to simmer quietly in the dark recesses of the mind, eager to fly yet merely reflections in the minds eye..."

"And somewhere amidst the storm raging inside, between the twilight of lust and desire, entwined within the whirlwind of swirling emotions, it happened. In one lightning strike, the illusion crumbled. For I realised the naked truth..."
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