that certain thing

love has its own path;
it's like a fine gas
which spreads in you
through all your blood.

it's like a poison
that paralyzes you
before you know it.

when you realized,
it's too late. the time is
too short or too fast.

all you can say is, —
have that certain thing,
(un p’tit je ne sais quoi)

πŸ“–πŸ€πŸŒΏ

here i am

a thousand kisses deep

temptation

check it out

internet

coffee

another story

and again I Love You

lost and found

yum

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