I had forgotten that feeling ... I know desire, the passion I know, I know love, but love ... that's what it is so easy, virgin and weightless, transiently passing. When you notice the beauty in every object, when just nice to lie down and watch as he sleeps. I know that soon it will pass, but so nice to feel again! On the table is fading wild roses, you know, such rising bushes. I picked it today, when walking with his girlfriend. Why? I do not know.
Showing Interest
I Have A Feelings And Bottle
Enjoy Of Aisha
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