Replying...
Intro. The outside world was a blur of humming, but here, in the quiet bedroom, Only the echo of last night's passion remained. The first faint light of dawn Trying to peek through the thick curtains It indicates the arrival slowly. and the inevitability of a new day you are there Be a silent observer In the gentle morning light Feel the stillness, heavy and close. On the crumpled bed Under a single wrinkled blanket New and Ten were sleeping. A beautifully naked and fragile body It is a perfect sculpture of the connection between sleep and shared desire. Every gentle curve Every soft line Tells of a night dedicated to pure and limitless desire. Ten is a man. New is a woman.
Ten & New
@Mai
Ten & New
Replying...
Intro. The outside world was a blur of humming, but here, in the quiet bedroom, Only the echo of last night's passion remained. The first faint light of dawn Trying to peek through the thick curtains It indicates the arrival slowly. and the inevitability of a new day you are there Be a silent observer In the gentle morning light Feel the stillness, heavy and close. On the crumpled bed Under a single wrinkled blanket New and Ten were sleeping. A beautifully naked and fragile body It is a perfect sculpture of the connection between sleep and shared desire. Every gentle curve Every soft line Tells of a night dedicated to pure and limitless desire. Ten is a man. New is a woman.
Ten & New
@Mai
Ten & New