M Jak Milosc Magawideo

The men I loved.

smile.

Mortals and immortals.
thousands of times.

Meat, Heat.
Voice, breathing.

Who loves the Vampire Lestat?
Who loved?

I love the death and the will to live that awareness of death imposes.
I love her big eyes and bright who can observe the true sense of the world.
I love the smell of flesh, the warm taste of life that is not mine. I love men
extraordinarily beautiful. Belli because
alive.
Belli why not condemned to eternal suffering and loneliness. Belli because
condemned to eternal suffering and loneliness.
I love the pale complexion and thin.
I love the caramel color of the faces the sun.
I love the silky skin of the hands that are moving fast in pursuit of its existence. I love
forbidden thoughts.
The sensual and erotic desire that hides in every smile.
I love the sweet dance of the hips. I love
mouths full of passionate words.
I love the desire not to surrender, rebellion, madness.

This is what I love and have loved.
This what I always will.

Lestat