Meeting you again was like tasting a memory — timeless, unique, free of guilt or sin. The right dose, seasoned with a flavor that makes me want more, so much more. In your body, I rediscovered myself — a good way to be found. In your taste, I became myself — a good way to lose oneself. The perfect combination can exist anywhere in the world, and just as easily un-exist because of distance. I wish I could freeze our moments and spend a lifetime discovering you, watching you. Sculpted by hand, with crystalline and pure beauty — just like that. A little boy inside a man’s body. You recognize me with a single look; I don’t need to say anything, I don’t need to do anything to know it’s true and simple. I had almost forgotten how simple things can simply be uncomplicated. Some stories belong only to us, and we’ll keep them forever inside our “perfect moments box.” In your body, I rediscovered myself — a good way to be found. In your taste, I became myself — a good way to lose oneself. In your body, I rediscovered myself — a good way to be found. In your taste, I became myself — a good way to lose oneself.
