Good morning, lookin good
poutine kisses and fart jokes
vincent by me
sweater weather, cuddle puddle
For a moment of silence, swift as the autumn-scented wind, lips met and bodies became a part of the earth; a piece of the beauty that is the world in which we are but temporary travellers.
cross the sullen stream
for real. cuteness overload. happy thanks giving.
with your presencewinter begins warm
let it in, draw a breath