fleurishes: wanderlust, n. It isn’t his fingers on your jaw or the curve of your shoulder. It’s not his eyes on your rounded calf, the arch of your foot. It’s that bitter taste in the back of your throat, the question you don’t ask because you

fleurishes: wanderlust, n. It isn’t his fingers on your jaw or the curve of your shoulder. It’s not his eyes on your rounded calf, the arch of your foot. It’s that bitter taste in the back of your throat, the question you don’t ask because you

fleurishes: wanderlust, n. It isn’t his fingers on your jaw or the curve of your