The people knew what had made them human. It was not their shortcomings, but their hearts.
Vanna BontaRemembrance of our kiss brings not your lips nor mine to mind. The flesh can only envy consumption so divine.
Vanna BontaThe people knew what had made them human. It was not their shortcomings, but their hearts.
Vanna BontaRemembrance of our kiss brings not your lips nor mine to mind. The flesh can only envy consumption so divine.
Vanna Bonta