Serendipity, by María Serrano
¿"What?" he answered distractedly as he finished washing the dishes. *** She watched him intently, draining her cup of tea. She loved watching him go about his daily tasks; she thought...
Because you flutter in my guts and make me jump with pure emotion, because that fluttering never fades, and I go out into the street to soak up all the life you give me to create and continue creating. Feeling butterflies fluttering in my guts because that's always a sign that my muse has come to see me.
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