"we speak of stolen breaths because it just may be the most beautiful magic we have."
moments caught between the breaths of the air.
not just things the stole our breath, but the secret moments of stolen breaths between breaths, the intimate sharing of a moment, caught in the air and blown away by the wind. the seconds of our lives that we hold onto for the rest of forever. the smell of the rain, the touch of the breeze, the dew of the sea -- that is magic. the most beautiful magic we have. 