Beauty is unbearable,drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole time. Thinking how really precious is the time I will spend with my lover because I know every minute should be enjoyed and savored.
Look me in the eyes and tell me what I have become . Definitely i need a space to communicate with my thoughts.knowing i have no doubt of my existence because it's a reality, likewise having no doubt of my beauty but I can't express my feelings.perhaps someone out there is looking for the ripe fruit to plug.
