Seduction is about intelligence and wit. Someone who makes me laugh has every chance to seduce me.
My definition of love, is slow dancing on the kitchen floor while the moon points out which direction we’ll be swaying. The music coming from the beat in her chest, calm and slow. She’ll look me in the eyes and never speak a word. It’s a sound so perfectly fabricated that not even God […]
She loved him With a messy heart He hugged her With fragile bones She touched him With scarred hands He kissed her With bruised lips They whispered All their flaws And inhaled The storm Together ~Randy Mascorro