“Ok, look. Whenever I hear people say that they felt ‘sparks,’ I usually think it’s a load of poo. I mean, I have felt attraction to people, sure, and I have even felt some instant lust. But sparks? Please... Then he touched my skin. Sparks. Sparks. Sparks. Hot sparks. Flashing sparks. Lightning bolt sparks. J esus, Mary, and Joseph sparks.”
“I see sparks fly whenever you smile”
“That’s the spark I’ve been looking for. The spark is the feeling that you were born to be this happy. And that’s how I feel right now.”
“Your skin was electric—I half thought there should be sparks.” He lowers his voice. “I know you felt it. You looked so beautiful.”
“Great.Now I looked like a sparkly ghost.”
“I have my own soul. My own spark of divine fire.”