eevul2win

The tiny hairs. The silky smooth glide of the finger across her back. The dew collecting, when the fire lights. To be is to... love

I’m still in total awe at the beauty possessed by every single woman on this platform. Maybe I should call it a pedestal, I’m surely bowing down in praise. Sharing that beauty with the rest of us (mere mortals) is what I absolutely love of all of you beautiful people. Whatever planet you all came from is where I want to be trapped forever! Wait......
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What if... hear me out... you were sitting with me, smelling the trees swaying? The hard part is in letting it go. Still, nothing sounds better...

Well, then... it is what it is. Fuck yoga, self meditation is what’s up