Sylvain Reynard

For you, my love, I would endeavor to pluck the stars from the sky, only to shower them at your feet.___ow do you do that?___o what?___ay things like that. That__ beautiful._____e spent years studying poetry, Mrs. Emerson. It__ in my DNA.

Miss Mitchell had a lovely voice, it was true, but Miss Mitchell speaking Italian was something celestial. Her ruby mouth opening and closing, the delicate way she almost sang the words, her tongue peeking out to wet her lips from time to time...Professor Emerson had to remind himself to close his mouth after it had dropped open.

My Dearest Julianne,Thank you for your immeasurable gift.The only thing I have of value is my heart.It__ yours,Gabriel.

When I am an old man and I can remember nothing else, I will remember this moment. The first time my eyes beheld an angel in the flesh. __ will remember your body and your eyes, your beautiful face and breasts, your curves and this._ He traced his hand around her navel before dragging it lightly to the top of her lower curls. __ will remember your scent and your touch and how it felt to love you. But most of all, I will remember how it felt to gaze at true beauty, both inside and out. For you are fair, my beloved, in soul and in body, generous of spirit and generous of heart. And I will never see anything this side of heaven more beautiful tham you

I'm sorry you don't want to know me anymore. I will spend the rest of my life regretting the fact that I wasted my second chance to know you. And I will always be conscious of your absence."- Gabriel to Julia.