
Love it is not a fable that they tell in the evening in front of a fire of camp, it is not either a price which they earn in a game, destiny sometimes shows us the way, a look, a blow of lightning and a drunkenness which take us in the heart, in soul and that takes us towards a soft madness.
For me nothing is more nice than love, wish, passion, I like to like, I like the drunkenness of love, the games of love, everything electrifies me.
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