When I kiss you, I can taste your soul. – Terri Guillemets
Like steam from a cup of hot tea that fogs our glasses, false urgency of matters at hand blurs our vision to important things in the distance. – Terri Guillemets

When I kiss you, I can taste your soul. – Terri Guillemets
Like steam from a cup of hot tea that fogs our glasses, false urgency of matters at hand blurs our vision to important things in the distance. – Terri Guillemets
Don’t let it be all in your head, nor all in your body. – Terri Guillemets