Sorin one last dance Before we say goodbye When we sway and turn round and round and round It's like the first time Just one more chance Hold me tight and keep me warm Cause the night is getting cold And I don't know where I belong Just one last dance


“They say the seeds of what we will do are in all of us, but it always seemed to me that in those who make jokes in life the seeds are covered with better soil and with a higher grade of manure.” ― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast


Never underestimate the power of touch! It can be like electricity running through your body! I'll never forget the feeling the first time he touched my hand...it felt like he lingered there longer than he should have and he's had my attention ever since!