Let me steal that exhale of release from your mouth.
I feel you under my skin and in the marrow of my bones,and I cannot get you out of my mind or focus on anything else.
Deliciously unexpected
I’ll stay right where you tell me
The seed was there first. Before the roots knew how deep they would reach. Before the stem knew how to follow the sunlight. Before the flo...
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