Vivian & Javier

He & I.

When words run dry.

He does not try.

Nor do I.

We are on par.

He just is,

I just am

and we just are.

Lang Leav

Marcell & Victoria

Love at the lips was touch as sweet as I could bear;
and once that seemed too much; I lived on air
that crossed me from sweet things
the scent of…was it musk
from hidden grapevine springs
down hill at dusk

– Robert Frost

Angela

Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible.

– Marion C. Garretty