(a continuation to “All There Is”)
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“To read and write and love well the one you do…I meant that as a good beginning,” James told. “As ideal, it’s a beautiful start. I write better than I speak, and it takes time for me to make sense of what I wish to say.
I believe I write well, and that I’m good at the other too—when the heart is there. When it isn’t…I’m a mess; but don’t heart and affinity expand the more we learn and discern another: attracted to nature in their essence?”
Annie smiled, a warming source from gentle spirit emanant from form: colored, tanned, and softly lined in full of season under summer’s changing sun.
He kissed her light. Her lips returned.
Love was best in balance of words and other ways.