I swear, if I couldn't see how happy I make you, your perfection would drive me to a catastrophic inferiority complex.
But the ability to put a smile on your divine face makes a titan of me. When I see it, I can know no doubts.
I swear, if I couldn't see how happy I make you, your perfection would drive me to a catastrophic inferiority complex.
But the ability to put a smile on your divine face makes a titan of me. When I see it, I can know no doubts.
Soft, so soft, your lips against mine. I am grazed by their grace and drunk on their wine. We touch and we taste, endlessly divine engrossed...