Adele Writing

I remembered being infinite, today, did —did I tell you? My left hand keeps reaching for that space between my bare..

Mido la vida en las lluvias, En besos desmañados y melodías plañideras Y en el descubrimiento de la poesí..

She looked at me as her slim, white fingers deftly peeled an orange, neatly pulling back its waxy skin and releasing puffs of citrus perfume to t..