gioelgio
Adorable. perfect. So perfect you can't do anything but just love it. Sometimes I want to squeeze adorable, sometimes I want to hug it. Sometimes adorable is too much, and it just grabs my chest.
mix mix mixed. Everything in my head mixes, mingles, merges. In the mixing they acquire new identities. They become other things. But I don't want to mix. I want to be pure, i'd like my light to shine un mixed. Everything else can mix. But I will be still.