There鈥檚 something about shared glances that feels electric, like unspoken words weaving through the air. I wonder if you ever feel that quiet pull, the kind that makes every moment linger a little longer. My body longs to be touched
There鈥檚 something about shared glances that feels electric, like unspoken words weaving through the air. I wonder if you ever feel that quiet pull, the kind that makes every moment linger a little longer. 鉁煂孧y body longs to be touched
