Their tastes, their likes, their hates. The hooks of similarity that catch and gently snare. The resonance of character, of taste and of opinion.
The discovery of a kindred spirit, an independent mind, a creative heart. That strange sense of familiarity.
That peculiar mix of the exotic, the unexpected and the intimate. The dance, eternally choreographed yet utterly unpredictable.
And that electric charge of hunger and desire.
The two separate, sacred, magnetic poles of dominance and submission.
Someone is intoxicating…♥
Beatriz Esmer 