But there, beneath those rings, beneath the talisman and gems and precious stones like blue eyes (lovers’ keepsakes) there still remains the silent crypt of s*x, filled to its vaulted roof with flower petals.
But there, beneath those rings, beneath the talisman and gems and precious stones like blue eyes (lovers’ keepsakes) there still remains the silent crypt of s*x, filled to its vaulted roof with flower petals.But there, beneath those rings, beneath the talisman and gems and precious stones like blue eyes (lovers’ keepsakes) there still remains the silent crypt of s*x, filled to its vaulted roof with flower petals.—Rainer Maria Rilke
—Rainer Maria Rilke—Piper Linwood was speechless.
The Thorne Auction House was nothing short of stunning. It was an old townhouse dating from the eighte
