Caught between the innocence of a gentle smile and the allure of whispers in the night. It’s funny how a soft glance can hold a thousand stories, each more intriguing than the last. Sometimes, I wonder if you can see the stories in my eyes as clearly as I see the mischief in yours. Innocent face but body was made for sin
Caught between the innocence of a gentle smile and the allure of whispers in the night. It’s funny how a soft glance can hold a thousand stories, each more intriguing than the last. Sometimes, I wonder if you can see the stories in my eyes as clearly as I see the mischief in yours. 🌙✨Innocent face but body was made for sin
