She looked up from the paper, her eyes meeting his. "I've always preferred the stories that have been loved before," she said.
A young woman in a soaked trench coat was the first to notice. She reached into the bowl and pulled out a slip of paper. LOVE POEMS - Poems for Free
Elias realized then that while he had been giving poems away all day, he might have finally found the one worth keeping. She looked up from the paper, her eyes meeting his
"Are they really free?" she asked, her voice like soft velvet. "The best things usually are," Elias replied. She looked up from the paper
“The moon is a silver coin I’d spend just to see you smile once more.”