Maybe you're such like a heroine
Like a nicotine
Like a glass of Chianti
The fact that I've never tasted them all,
Is the fact that you make me feel something I've never felt before.
Just look at your smile,
Then I would already fly.
Yogyakarta, 27th of August 2015
When I hear my brain whispers "Crap. You're in trouble, Babe."
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