chapter 170
This chocolate heart hasn't once melted because the world has been so cold; yet here you come with the warmth of spring and I feel the softening.

If I ever cross my heart... if I ever betray my heart and anger it... then I hope to die. For in this life my heart is my pure heaven-ward guide. To those I love, to the world I love, to my true life mission and path... I must be faithful, protective and nurturing. I'd rather be dead than do deeds for the evil force. So, you see, I didn't sell my soul because it is already owned by my creator and in that commitment I feel safest and best.

Love is our sun, night and day, our sixteen candles ever protected, ever safe and sound.

Those rough hands were my medication, my heart-song and my light, for that is love. Love compacts the senses, and as when stardust so compacted in the universe, a new star is born with its own gravity and radiant light.

Love is a quiet emotion that in time becomes part of the oxygen you need to breathe, and so though you
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