It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words. — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
When your in my arms, I feel complete. you take my breath away, I'm struggling to breath.. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“In the aftermath, we lay side by side, struggling for breath. I reached out, brushing my fingers lightly down his arm. Cesare… — Sara Poole Copy Share Image
