Love is Love
Although it is not normal, I watch you breathe, I visualize every mole of your sculptural figure. I see you walking and I freeze in place, I see through your eyes the peace that only the sea gives me. I have no answers to give summary, but to thank the wind for bringing your perfume, but to thank God, because despite the fact that I never pray, I asked for a love and he told me that.
The desire to love your eyes infect me, because I notice that you see me as if it were magic❤
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