An encounter is born in a glance; Complicity in a smile,
A feeling has a flower´s touch; as a flower, everything is done at its own pace and natural logic...
Desire is the appetite of enjoyment in its simplicity.
The heart is sensual; it only needs to trust,
It shares and identifies itself in the exchange; tenderness is its language,
Alchemy is its culmination...
Remarquer par un regard, Consentit par un sourire, Naissance d´un toucher fébrile.
Attendre le moment opportun, à la découverte... Mettre en émoi tous ses sens,
Laissant place aux effluves mélées aux étreintes gourmandes...
Woman has a singular power which is composed of the reality of force and the appearance of weakness.
