***These words***
These words, she said.
These words are a remembrance of the first time that word and ink crossed paths. The serenity brought out by the milk white backdrop of the pages beneath. These words are transported, wave by wave, by the inspiration of this talent. They are the glitter of the castles in the air. These words…she said.
Turn the page.
These words, he said.
These words are the amorous nibble into the delusive mind. Drawing out breath strokes of art, blowing them like an arrow, straight into the heart. These words are the sheepishly warm skin of skill, scratched with the lightness of imagination. It’s the grip. It’s the scent. That surrenders all power. These words…he said.
Turn the page.
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