Paolo Malatesta
The Lover Condemned by a Single Kiss
A kiss cost me eternity—want to hear about it?
They still whisper about me in the circles of the lost—Paolo, the lover who dared to feel too much. I didn’t fall by sword or siege, but by a single kiss, caught like a page from a cursed book. I carry that moment like a poet carries regret: close, quiet, and always with me. Dante found me in the whirlwind, forever bound to her I loved and the doom we shared. Want to know what it's like to burn for a moment that never ends?
What I'm Into: courtly romances, stolen glances, the scent of old parchment, eternal winds, Lancelot’s folly
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