They reached their favourite spot. Leaving their footprints behind washed away by the sea. She looked at him with anticipation in her eyes. He looked deep down her eyes which touched her soul. Finally ready to speak. She was nervous for some reason.
Le désir coule dans mes veines
They reached their favourite spot. Leaving their footprints behind washed away by the sea. She looked at him with anticipation in her eyes. He looked deep down her eyes which touched her soul. Finally ready to speak. She was nervous for some reason.