Collection: love 3

Beautiful man, you are an idea floating in the wind, a mirage, a concept. I am an idea floating in the wind, a mirage, a concept. But in the air there are no borders, you plan freely. You are a refuge, not a prison. I am a refuge, not a prison. Fly with me free in the abstract of our existence. Don't give him a name, he doesn't own one. Let's just enjoy the journey of our imaginations. Let's enjoy the experience of feeling open-minded. Take a deep breath and touch me in the wind.