There’s an ancient Indian proverb that reads, “It is love that makes the impossible, possible.” It is true. You have made all that was dark in my life,light. You have given me the best gift of all, love.
Pure and sincere with a mix of our own estranged language. Through it all, it is our very own, delicately manufactured, indescribably ours. And I can’t get enough of it. The forces are high, no wonder I can’t stop kissing you.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, it’s okay to be totally free and let all that you have dreamt douse you into reality. It’s no longer a dream, it’s no longer a wish. It’s euphoria. It’s heavier. Rich.
The taste of its decadent, sweet finesse flavor soothes your ultimate delight. It’s a savory combination, immerse yourself. Let it melt with your fire. Velvety, creamy love. Indulge.
-Di Maggio Carolina
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