I could spend the rest of my life just examining and exploring the landscape of our souls together. There are mountains of vision and hope… valleys of insecurities. Winds that blow.
I love your words, and the feel of your hand in mine.
I could spend the rest of my life just examining and exploring the landscape of our souls together. There are mountains of vision and hope… valleys of insecurities. Winds that blow.
I love your words, and the feel of your hand in mine.
Love looks good on you, my friend.