published on: 2019-08-07 17:13:41
On the other side of the waterfall. Away from prying eyes. Where
She was an impressionist’s painting in the flesh, an enigma,
You could see it in her eyes. She felt it in every breath, as
nuvole-elenzuola: It didn’t matter wherever he was, she was
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etre-aime: It was as if she infected him with the need to kiss