in this place
i am the story of love, — [a love that respected and broke any rules...] [passion, romance, jealousy, fight, and harmony, — all that the waves of life brings and takes, expected and unexpected] [a love that wore diamonds and the mysterious pieces, issued by the knees of ground and lungs of the universe] [a love proudly and modestly in its suit, confectioned in the realm of dreams, — such real that looks unreal] … i am the story of love, the daughter of summer and winter, i've got every of their stuff in me, i'm chilly enough to soothe you, i'm fiery decently to heat you up, i am flesh and bone, i'm able to feel you in my navel i am the story of love, — i've got that certain thing... i was born to love you... you could be or not in this place of my story written with my nails moistened deeply in the bloody moon, [doesn't depend on me what you wish]
