Mel Sparks

“Shrugging out of the damaged shirt, Jake said roughly, “I still dream about you.”

“I have nightmares about you.” I dragged my T-shirt over my head, threw it aside.”
― Josh Lanyon, Death of a Pirate King

“He shifted over without comment, lifting the blankets, and I scrambled into the warm sheets beside him. He smelled like soap and sleep and bare skin. He smelled familiar. Not the deja vu familiar of Guy or Mel. Familiar like...the ache in your chest of homesickness, of longing for harbor after weeks of rough seas or craving a fire's warmth after snow--or wanting back something you should never have given away.”
― Josh Lanyon, The Dark Tide

“If you were music, I would listen to you ceaselessly, and my low spirits would brighten up.”
― Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

“I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.”
― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent