Turn On
It could be a cup of hot coffee in bed in the morning, before I've had time to get dressed... or dancing in the summer rain, when the drops run down my neck like someone's kisses... I live by my emotions, seeking inspiration in the whisper of music, in a cigarette after sex, in the dancing shadows of a candle on a naked back. My soul is an eternal search for beauty in moments, sweet and fleeting.
Turn Off
I didn't come here for empty compliments... I came for a meeting. Behind that special electricity that is born between two people when they allow themselves to be real. This room is our intimate space, where boundaries are erased and dreams come true.