❝ There are poems inside of her, that paper can't handle. It's the way she crushed into my life that makes me bound to her. I have to catch my breath with just one beating heart every time I'm near her. It's the way she compelled me, she, my box of chocolate cupcakes, my cup of coffee in the morning, all my canals and bridges, spectacular in every shade of light like Venice in the moonlight. ❞ ✈ ©Copyrighted 2015 All Rights Reserved wissalofficial2