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A Love Story | The Beginning

Some encounters begin long before two people meet.

Some are measured in moments. Others linger for years.

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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 room.

MÍIA BOCA

The Flowers & The Note

"The flowers were beautiful. But it was the note that changed everything. "'Stay one more day.' An extension of possibilities."

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The Drive Along The Coast

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

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The Destination

"Some invitations lead only to a destination. The best ones lead to new beginnings."

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Dinner By Candlelight

"The conversation over dinner sweetly lingered - as did  my fragrance, Thank you MÍIA."

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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 and nowhere else to be."

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First Kiss In The Garden

" 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 MÍIA met him first."

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Sunset On The Terrace

"As the sun slipped quietly toward the horizon, we slipped quietly into something that was meant to last forever."

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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 on 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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"The sea kept its secrets. And I kept mine."

 

The day ended.

His memories of her did not.

To be continued...

Must All Good Things Come To An End?

Woman of MÍIA by MÍIA BOCA
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