to drift with her; the whispers of breeze playing with her wispy blond hair,
her toes arching as her fingertips press together in chaste grace; her laughing bell sounding into the breeze ...
her phone nonchalantly purring in her hands like a big white stone ...
her eyes closed as her mind drift among the moody dreams of a mind driven wild by the steamy dreams her lover spills into her ears..
drifting as water tulips in the pure waters that caress her feet.
(c)DL
her toes arching as her fingertips press together in chaste grace; her laughing bell sounding into the breeze ...
her phone nonchalantly purring in her hands like a big white stone ...
her eyes closed as her mind drift among the moody dreams of a mind driven wild by the steamy dreams her lover spills into her ears..
drifting as water tulips in the pure waters that caress her feet.
(c)DL
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