I’m a murderer. Killing her softly with my existence. And when she’s dead, she’s alive. She told me that, but that’s our secret.
I ignited her with my body burning like that fireplace. She ignited my eyes with her naked glorious body. We were lying on the ground…
I can be your demon if you want to be my angel.
I can incapacitate your wings with my unwavering hug, and you can make me susceptible, make me wanting more than one part of you.
How to understand a man who fell in love after one eye contact? You can’t understand him until you experienced that eye contact. There’s something so similar between the eyes and all those planets in the universe miles above us.
You found me and you got under my burnt skin. My bones were utilized and injured, but you came to my healthy marrow.
When I touch you, it makes me trembling. I feel like I’ve lost myself, existentially. Your lips on mine makes me feel like I’m flying across the universe, aimlessly.
All I’ve done in this dreadful life. Life without flying unconditionally, life with hindered and heartless ending.
Maybe I’m addicted to your inestimable smile, addicted to the sound of your modulated voice.