I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
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I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real.

— Laura Whitcomb, A Certain Slant of Light
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