Your innate artistry, a captivating aura that effortlessly drew the gaze of D.M., a connoisseur of beauty. It wasn't solely your skill that ensnared Désire's fascination, but the allure of your presence, your very essence. Each stroke of your talent seemed to weave a spell, beckoning his attention, until he became a fixture in the spaces where your creations breathed life.

In whispered corners of galleries and stages aglow, his presence lingered, a silent testament to his devotion. And now, as the seasons turn and petals fall, his adoration takes a new form. Letters adorned with Quivering Flowers find their way to your hands, carrying his fervent desires within their fragile embrace. In every word, an echo of longing, a plea to bridge the chasm between admirer and muse.