She stood in the morning sun, shadows tracing quiet poetry across her skin. Strength wrapped in softness, thought wrapped in silence. Every line and every curve illuminated by the gentle play of light and shadow.
C.C.
She stood in the morning sun, shadows tracing quiet poetry across her skin. Strength wrapped in softness, thought wrapped in silence. Every line and every curve illuminated by the gentle play of light and shadow.
C.C.