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100 Words on Love, by Joanna Schroeder
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I’ve never not known how you feel between my fingers.
The arching of your spine when you’re new. Disappearing into your words over and over and over again, until I can’t step away, until I cannot even bathe without you in my hands, your pages buckling and rippling where I’ve held you, wet.
I run my hands across your ink, barely raised, and tuck you underneath my pillow where you wait.
And of course the many men I’ve fallen in love with because of you: Rochester, Heathcliff, Darcy, Almásy, Loyd Peregrina, Robert Lebrun…
But it was always you that I loved.
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More love in 100 words.
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Sweetness Joanna.
Whatever souls are made of his and mine are the same.
That is beautiful.
Heathcliff is a weird abusive jerk, but that is still really beautiful.
I was 16. I had legendarily terrible taste in men and I think we can all admit that Rochester and Darcy both start out as complete assholes. They do come around.
Almásy is a home wrecker whose face gets burned off and Robert Lebrun is no better. No burns, but he does run away to Mexico to leave his lover to end it all. Only Loyd comes out as a hero in this list, and nobody knows who he is anyway. 😉
Have you seen these before?
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Lovely Joanna. Lovely.