The leaves brushed up her back, one tickling her side bit. A little breeze carried the smell of blossom and her coffee. As a smile fell over her face, her knee fell to the side. And just as one finger slipped inside: ' Hey neighbour! Up so early?' A ju
🎶 I do believe your eyes, your face is glowing. I do believe your face. Waking up to your eyes, endless over. I do believe that you are blushing. 🎶
