“We made love as the evening sun burned away We touched all of one another, tasted everything. We were slow, gentle, and… — M. Pierce Copy Share Image
Love cannot be seen, touched, tasted, heard nor smelled. It was created to feel. — Modestas Rinkevicius Copy Share Image
Beauty is something which can't be heard, seen, touched, tasted, or smelled. It can only be felt not by the skin but… — Armee Taylo Copy Share Image
