When you hold me, my skin burns like summer sun, but the mom..
Added 2025-01-02 12:45:01 +0000 UTCWhen you hold me, my skin burns like summer sun, but the moment you let go, the frost creeps in. ☀️❄️ I’ll chase your fire until I’m scorched, begging for that warmth again—again and again. Do you feel the same pull?
