I lived with a man for a year.
Ten days ago, he wrote me a letter.
I know it by heart.
It's about scents.
Some scents cling to your skin forever.
"l can still smell the scent of your skin and your words.
A few nights ago, I went back to the river...
where we stopped last time.
I stayed there...
feeling you close to me."
Words do us good, even in writing.
A woman expects them.
She always does.
e dancell na sola ngann!!
bENJOtHEbEEF 1 month ago
certo dispiace, la bella Inses (Sastre) lasciata cosi' da sola, verrebbe voglia di aiutarla ...
yallowrosa 2 months ago
tutti si aspettavano che dopo tanto tempo, giunti finalmente a casa, si dessero "fuoco alle polveri" ... ma anche stavolta l'è andata in bianco ... succede, il piu' delle volte
yallowrosa 2 months ago