February 14th, San Valentine
Three matches one by one struck in the night.
The first to see the whole of your face, the second to see your eyes, the last to see your mouth
And the complete and utter darkness to remember them all, While holding you in my arms. Jacques Prevert
Lettera G wish youa Happy New Year
Winter white and pure like freshly-fallen snow, like the branches of trees sprinkled with frost, like the limpid, crystal-clear light of those cold, sharp and sunny mornings..