One of the most beautiful art gods ever created. For me, he smells like a really good dream. Black bold hair covers his face when he looks down holding a book, his eyes almost as black as the dark night sky, lit by the moon.
The idea of holding you, to feel your love are one of the rarest feeling I could ever imagine. And wishing being with you has never been so painful yet beautiful. We don't know each other, or at least you don't know me. But you like an old classic book I always adore, but never could reach. In that means, you are one of a rare one.
The idea of holding you, to feel your love are one of the rarest feeling I could ever imagine. And wishing being with you has never been so painful yet beautiful. We don't know each other, or at least you don't know me. But you like an old classic book I always adore, but never could reach. In that means, you are one of a rare one.