Looking for special things inside

My aunt used to live in Paris

I want to draw you like my french girls.

How she is quiet before his robe falls

I want you to love Me. I want you to drip Desire.

> *Don’t Waste Any Time, There is Precious Little of it

I LOVE YOU

He told her He loved her.

Don’t let the shadow of the past prevent the grass of your future from growing.

Remembrance is a gift we do not always want

It is the proximity of death and failure That gives life its precious glow.

Thanks for asking!