Hёlkä Törvaldşön

"Love, almost always surrounded by a craving
of oblivion, advances resolutely towards the traps
created to hunt bears with leopard skin
and snakes with condor plumage.
And love survives wounds and roars,
flying, the envy of the poisonous. "

"My blood, my skin, my bones, my whole body and soul, belong to him"
-♡ Hêlkå ♡-