Loneliness. I feel this. All. it’s my voice speaking, it’s your voice, it’s the voice of the creation, of the creator, of creativity and recreation. …
learning by loving
Fede, here and wherever
nei tuoi occhi color nocciola come scoiattoli abbiam raccolto momenti herzwärmende, unglaubliche finché nei tuoi occhi riflessi nel verde we grew our strongest roots and …
Druck and flood
perdendo il treno or following the lines for us gezeichnet I was – an instant long, not much less than enough – still, standing in …