It would be strange if I didn't fall in love with you, Natasha. We are intense and every minute with you is a unique flow of energy: as if we were, in fact, overlapping physics and uniting very closely in desire, undressing our body and our soul. You are beautiful and every inch of you is beautiful to me. I love to see you. Your smile... only loses when your mouth gives way to mockery, frustration, in short, your unique way of expressing such transparent feelings. I could write lines and verses with the intention of describing you and what I feel when I'm with you, but I would certainly fail, because my vernacular (and no other) is capable of that. It's so magical and I hope it lasts long enough so that, later on, when I'm very old, I still wonder "where are you" and, obviously, you too! 🥰🥰 Ps: I don't want to evaluate it, I'd like to keep it in a tsc jar