“all those nights with the phone warming the side of my face like the sun.”
“All those night long phone calls! All those secret visits to my house! All those secret walks! And you’re fond of me! You think I’m being over dramatic! How about I break your face open for over dramatics!” ~Becca”
“Like the sun, love radiates and warms into life all that it touches.”
“For Breakfast I like my coffee warm and cozy and my eggs funny side up.”
“Warm summer sun, shine friendly here Warm western wind, blow kindly here; Green sod above, rest light, rest light, Good-night, Annette! Sweetheart, good-night!”
“The sun is a hammer. I can feel one side of my face start to cook. The blue sky is glossy and fat with heat, a few thin cirri sheared to blown strands like hair at the rims.”