Not All Flowers Wait
For a moment he stared at her gorgeous frame, eyes tracing curves reflective of paradise. True sustenance is sometimes within reach.
For a moment he stared at her gorgeous frame, eyes tracing curves reflective of paradise. True sustenance is sometimes within reach.
Always, I am in awe of you. With what elegance you capture my attention…externally, it seems. Even as your memory seeps into my soul and roots itself so determinately, I find that I willingly surrender to you. I am yours.