a sunshine
warms your ankle
occasionally blowed by the wind
the linden's flowers cools you up
and you're smiling
I can barely breath
I have a peep at you ironing my shirt
paying attention to every detail
caressing and looking it dearly
like you are ironing it on me
Reflection of perfect love on both sides without uttering a single word. Thanks for sharing.
Yea, I like the way how you begin and end.... a sunshine warms your ankle like.... ironing it on me Great!
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Well expressed thoughts and feelings. Lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing, Valentin.