Naninonunom

Not yours, mine. A downpour in midsummer brought the veil, opaque and thick. Blurred, I perceive your silhouette standing in the doorway. It is dark where I am. This fragrance is made for smelling it at the hairline on the back of your...

You're not the kind of guy who walks into a room and your sheer aura makes all heads turn. You have a certain elegance, no question about it, but you are not of a sublime, natural beauty or even divinity. No, you come into the room and everyone takes...