Your Eyes Were Wild

It has been some time now… last time I saw you naked in the forest, you were ready to fall, under the waterfall… the last time… last time I saw you… naked in the forest… your eyes were wild… the kind of wild that hides in the shadows of an old abandoned house, in the forest… last time I saw you, naked in the forest… you were so full of spring, you were a young summer… you were a naked summer… your eyes were wild… they were so convincing that I, like a child, believed and smiled… last time I saw you naked in the forest, you were ready to fall, under the waterfall… the last time…

forestlq

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  1. Awwww, so organically lovely!

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