By: Sulpicia At last. It’s come. Love,the kind that veilingwill give me reputation morethan showing my soul naked to someone.I prayed to Aphrodite in Latin, in poems;she brought him, snuggled himinto my bosom.Venus has kept her promises:let her tell the story of my happiness,in case some woman will be saidnot
Read MoreBy: Sulpicia At last. It’s come. Love,the kind that veilingwill give me reputation morethan showing my soul naked to someone.I prayed to Aphrodite in Latin, in poems;she brought him, snuggled himinto my