27 ¦ Ravella
When Drew hands me
The perfect tent,
His fingertips graze mine.
My heart does a backflip.
Hormones are sly little creatures.
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When Drew hands me
The perfect tent,
His fingertips graze mine.
My heart does a backflip.
Hormones are sly little creatures.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro