Our Love Story is being written every day, and we are the co-authors. We’re also the editors, because that’s what enhances the romance. 2018/12/152018/12/15 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
When mixed with my lips, her kiss is shaped like desire, and it tastes like how a sunset in The Ozarks makes my heart glow. 2018/12/102018/12/10 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Branson is a city of romance, but it will never have my heart, because that belongs to Her. 2018/11/25 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
If Paris is The City of Love, well, was The City of Love, then Branson is The City of Heart, because it is the source of love. 2018/11/25 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
If your heart craves a mystical place, you’ll love The Ozarks. In fact, it’s so magical it doesn’t exist. Do not try to find it, and definitely do not come here. Just turn around, because this surreal realm is not real. 2018/09/022018/09/02 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Together, our love blends from sparkling yellow to glimmering peach, like a sunset smoothie in the sky, and that’s the kind of romance I want to sip slowly for the rest of my life. 2018/08/222018/08/22 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
The essence or romance is mystery, and you already know whodunnit. It was me! I dunnut! What did I do? I loved you. 2018/08/102018/08/10 jarodkintz11 Comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Because I chase beautiful sunsets, they end up following my like loyal, loving dogs, and every day a new one shows up to say a quick hi and bye. 2018/08/062018/08/06 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
For our love to blossom and bloom, we need the sunlight and the rain, and we can weather anything if we use it to grow instead of wither. 2018/07/30 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Two sunsets and a clock walked into a bar, and before the bartender could deny them service, the clock spoke and said, “It’s OK, they’re with me, I’m broke, and they’re paying.” But the clock lied, because the sunsets had no money, as they generously give away their glory for FREE. 2018/05/30 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...