He Who Has No Name. He made me feel safe. He held on to me. He knew I feared heights. He helped me conquer my fears. He took me to to the clouds. He told me am pretty. He knew I loved sunsets. He took photos of me watching the sunsets. He always teased my small hands. He loved my dimples and kissed my cheeks whenever they appeared. He said my eyes were charming. He loved how small I was. He told me he loved me everyday.

Erotic prose in English and Spanish.

Rippling Juices Of The Bright Eyes. That Blooms On My Happy Lips. That closes the Lids Of My Eye. That Plays the Broken chords in My Ear. That Reaches Me, Craving You More. That Races on my thumping Heart too High. That Twinkles to let my Light go Blinded By. That ticklingly Flutters in my Tummy.

Ensemble, provoquons le changement.