my kind of love πͺ
I need you next to me, to see you in the morning light, glimmering on your face. the sun itself looks jealous, like it rose just to kiss your skin, but nah, that glow is mine to keep. You stretch, slow and cozy, like the day bends around you, and I canβt look away. Your lips still taste of dreams, your body warm with the night we burned, and I swear ... no sky, no star, no fire owns me the way you do. Morning belongs to you, and you? You belong to me. ππ₯ ~ geetify
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