Indirect intimacy.
There is an art in us rose powerfully.
People believe us, we are normal to their vivid eyes.
They don't see the eternal part that is pulling us to grow each other not apart.
When you planted me a kiss on my lips. I bite...
People believe us, we are normal to their vivid eyes.
They don't see the eternal part that is pulling us to grow each other not apart.
When you planted me a kiss on my lips. I bite...