Today Should Always Be Outlawed In Favor

...she'd Gone Past Interest, Swung Into Attraction, Burst Through Lust, Tripped Over Affection, And Was Now Skidding Out Of Control Into Love.

Those Big Blue Eyes Were Swimming, And He Was Afraid That If The First Tear Fell, He Would Break And Carry Her Off Anywhere She Wanted To Go.

Love Makes Saints Or Sinners Out Of Men.

Why Couldn't She Have This, Just Enjoy This, Without Creating Obstacles, Digging Up Problems, Worrying About Mistakes, About Tomorrow's? Why Let The Maybe's, The What If's, The Probabilities Spoil Something So Lovely?

Nature Will Kill You Without A Minute's Thought, And In Nastier Ways Than A Crazy Guy With Agun. It Doesn't Make Her Any Less Beautiful.