“ Toquet, mah-tao-yo .” Claiming her lips with his to muffle her protests, he reveled in the sweet taste of her breath,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Soft and sharp at once, an aching tenderness edged with sorrow, naked proof of a heart already broken.” — Margaret Rogerson Copy Share Image
“I breathe in...the silence of my own heart aching with tenderness with memories.. Of home.” — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
