In her eyes, I see galaxies swirling, and in her touch, I feel the warmth of a thousand suns. She is the poetry written in the language of love, the melody that dances in the wind, and the embodiment of beauty itself.
In her eyes, I see galaxies swirling, and in her touch, I feel the warmth of a thousand suns. She is the poetry written in the language of love, the melody that dances in the wind, and the embodiment of beauty itself.