prosebyday: “your eyes were darker, warmer than my morning cup of coffee, quickening my heartbeat without caffeinated ease.” — grazia curcuru
prosebyday: “your eyes were darker, warmer than my morning cup of coffee, quickening my heartbeat without caffeinated ease.” — grazia curcuru
prosebyday: “your eyes were darker, warmer than my morning cup of coffee, quickening my heartbeat without caffeinated ease.” — grazia curcuru
