Surrender to Decay

  He was half gentleman, not beast an ever charming sentinel marked by his military bearing She found him to have an awake mind full of blue-eyed soul relentlessly dry sense of humor She was sanguine in his presence reminiscent of aromatic cedar spice gently sturdy traditional complex earthy She declared him lord invader of her precious heart   She was imminently crushable satsuma orange wildflower honey a dizzying array … Continue reading Surrender to Decay