reclamado.por.la.naturaleza Daylight slips through cracks of trees, A whispered touch on skin and leaves. It weaves between the branches high, To kiss her bare form like a breeze. Her body glows beneath the beams, Spirit bursting at the seams. The forest breathes in golden hues A clever dance of light and muse.Next Post
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