Idioma destí: Anglès
Love is sudden revelation: the kiss is always a discovery.
Love doesn't see with the eyes, but with the soul.
Love is not looking in turn, it is looking together at the same direction.
Love! Here comes volume in a word, an ocean in a tear, a whirlwind in a sigh, a millennium in a second.
Love, lovable foolishness.
Love, fire that once pulled me with a G, long kiss, all the soul between the lips, like the sun drinks the dew.