When life has been dependent on prompt reaction to a stranger’s guile, the gentle wisp of a breath mingled with your own in the sanctity and safety of another’s arms relegates death, for a few moments, to the status of a mere stranger… and love is momentarily eternal. ©Anthony W. Pahl
28 April 2003
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