Tatyana_v_727_: I love you more than nature (El Amor Sin Ti No Vale Nada)
Tatyana_v_727_: if you love something let it go . . . πŸ’š
Tatyana_v_727_: I LOVE YOU πŸ’š
Tatyana_v_727_: i love you more than nature ...
Tatyana_v_727_: whoever holds your heart
Tatyana_v_727_: my love for you will always be a mystery to me, but only God knows just how much I love you πŸ’š
Tatyana_v_727_: β™₯️
Tatyana_v_727_: i love you as much as in the fall of β€˜97 . . . no . . . i love you much more
Tatyana_v_727_: literature philosophy & espresso (bibliobar)
Tatyana_v_727_: follow the books steps πŸ”
Tatyana_v_727_: I Love You Always
Tatyana_v_727_: β™₯️
Tatyana_v_727_: like a heartbeat πŸ’›
Tatyana_v_727_: I fell in love with you 24 years ago . . .
Tatyana_v_727_: Brooklyn, it’s no longer / romantic and smart / spit me out onto cold / sidewalks / darkened by broken lights
Tatyana_v_727_: There was a child . . . (#HappyWorldTeachersDay)
Tatyana_v_727_: I always loved Wednesdays & October
Tatyana_v_727_: All is I want / Love when I want it / Rest when I want it / Food when I want it / Drink when I want it / The rest is bullshit - Jack Kerouac
Tatyana_v_727_: the view from before
Tatyana_v_727_: 31 is my favorite number
Tatyana_v_727_: autumn magic ✨
Tatyana_v_727_: but my heart believes
Tatyana_v_727_: This is the touch of my lips to yours, this the murmur / of yearning, / This the far-off depth and height reflecting my own face, / This is the thoughtful merge of myself, and the outlet again. Walt Whitman, Song Of Myself (Section 19)
Tatyana_v_727_: It was love of love . . .
Tatyana_v_727_: confession πŸ’Œ
Tatyana_v_727_: In the autumn sky / the flock says goodbye
Tatyana_v_727_: . . . and shining in the end
Tatyana_v_727_: train take me away from here . . . no miss my stop