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A Love Story | In The Beginning

 

Some encounters are meant to happen long before two people meet.

Some are measured in moments.

Others last forever.

MÍIA BOCA

He could not remember the music that played that evening or the conversations that filled the air.

But he did remember her ways, her smile - and her fragrance - which followed him long after she left the place.

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The Flowers & The Note

"The flowers I received from him were beautiful.

But it was his note that changed everything.

"Stay one more day.'

This could be an extension of possibilities."

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The Drive Along The Coast

"I accepted his invitation and together we traveled to extraordinary - leaving the ordinary behind."

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The Destination

"Some invitations lead only to a destination.

But the best ones lead to new beginnings."

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Dinner By Candlelight

"The conversation over dinner sweetly lingered - as did  my fragrance,"

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The Slow Dance

"Music drifted in to the room from somewhere unseen.

So, we danced as though there was no time or place to be."

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First Kiss In The Garden

" And then there was this kiss... 

It was the point of no returning to mere friends."

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A Kiss On The Wrist

"As he moved closer, it was clear that my fragrance met him first."

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Sunset On The Terrace

"As the sun slipped quietly toward the horizon, we slipped  into something that reached even further."

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The Pier

"As the sea kept its own counsel, we shared everything about each other with each other at the pier."

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What Time Will Never Forget

"The world outside continued and yet neither of us seemed to notice."

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After The Swim

"The night settled softly around us.

Salt air. Warm skin.

And MÍIA carried  us between the moments."

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Must All Good Things Come To An End?

"It is said that all good things must come to an end.

I beckoned softly to the sea, 'But must they?'

The sea kept its secrets.

And I kept mine."

 

Their extraordinary day together ended.

His memories of her did not.

To be continued...

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