Sunlight touches the skin so gently, as if afraid to disturb this moment. I'm not rushing, just sitting next to you… allowing you to see the real me - no poses, no words. The lace is almost weightless, breathing is calm, and inside there is a quiet anticipation. I like to think that right now, you're looking not with your eyes, but with your feelings. If you were here…
would you touch me or just stay by my side in silence? Tell me 🤍 I want to know.🥵🥵🥵🥵