Photicsonar

I am a child in a man and I smell the temptation of cotton candy in the summer breeze. A warm breeze of innocence and longing brushes my neck and then I see you in my memory. I do not know you, but I want you. My Incense Oud by Kilian has left me and with a broken heart, I cry into your lap, my love... I do not know you, but you are like me, I know that.