I  am a hopeless romantic.  Even at my faded age I expect there to be proverbial fireworks and violins, velvet nights studded with twinkling stars, hands held beneath white cherry blossoms, eyes reflecting back the dancing flames of candles, sweet kisses as dawn blushes new skies.


A Faded Romantic’s Notebook


Hopeless Romantic (Quote)


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