When Love Is Just Love
When I fell in love with a woman, the shape and skin of her, the smoothness of her voice and body, the scent of her—like sunshine mixed with cake icing—I staggered in surprise.
When I fell in love with a woman, the shape and skin of her, the smoothness of her voice and body, the scent of her—like sunshine mixed with cake icing—I staggered in surprise.