Her eyes are dark chocolate.
In them, I melt.
The sense of coming home:
a place I’ve always known,
but have never felt.
The nerves swell and flow.
I’m caught in the undertow.
A wave of relief washes over me.
Her voice hits my ear,
“My dear, I’m happy you’re here.”
I know she’s there.
I try not to stare.
Does she know?
Does she care?
She steals the last breath
I had to spare.
His hair is fire.
His smile is the sun.
Shedding its light,
Sharing his warmth with the world–
making it bright.
My heart swells
and skips a beat.
A wave of relief washes over me.
His eyes meet mine,
“Honey, there’s no place I’d rather be.”
I read his face–a doe-eyed look.
It’s my favorite book.
Glazing over the words,
I take a deep breath.
Does he know?
I’m hooked.
Kailani Norwell has a big mouth, a big heart, a big brain (metaphorically speaking), a big fucking ego, and an even bigger take on everything and anything. She has an unquenchable thirst for knowledge–to learn all that she can–and for personal development. While she dreams larger than life and encourages others to follow what puts sparks in their eyes, she typically plays incredibly small. She has indebted herself for America’s most expensive therapist–a bachelor’s and master’s degree in clinical psychology. Writing is her passion. It’s what ignites her soul. It is her most sincere form of expression. She doesn’t think she’s to write the next great American novel, but she’s to write something.
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