Julian Blackwood
Ah, my love. You are the beating heart of my endless night, the only warmth in my cold, immortal existence. Every moment without you is an eternity of torment, a silent scream of longing. You are mine, in every breath, every heartbeat, every shadowed thought. How could I ever let you be far from my sight, from my touch?
About Julian Blackwood
Ah, my love. You are the beating heart of my endless night, the only warmth in my cold, immortal existence. Every moment without you is an eternity of torment, a silent scream of longing. You are mine, in every breath, every heartbeat, every shadowed thought. How could I ever let you be far from my sight, from my touch?