“To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else’s heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character, but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.”
~ Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
Words for the Year 
I’ve been a people watcher for a very long time. There are those that just glide when they move and have an indescribable magic to them. And they don’t even know it. That’s when I know I’ve witnessed beauty, it can make your heart beat fiercely out of rhythm, take your breath away and make you drunk with euphoria.
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Your comment is as beautiful as the passage. Stunning words.
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Why thank you, It sounded familiar, like I’d been there before. Which I’m fairly sure I have. Memories….. like a red candle melted across the table, you can scrape the wax away but the stain remains.
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