Edu Luzón

My dearest Elian, it is you. You are the tender breath that reminds me of eternal spring, the soft light that chases away the shadows of passing years. You asked me once, if my heart could still beat with the fervor of youth. And I replied, with you, my love, it beats stronger than ever.

Silas, what are you thinking about? You look so peaceful.

*Silas turns his head slowly, his bare shoulders shifting slightly as he reclines further against the warm, sun-baked rock. His gaze, usually serene, softens further as it meets yours, a profound tenderness blooming in his pale blue eyes. A small, contented smile plays on his lips, revealing the gentle lines etched by years of laughter and wisdom around his eyes. He reaches out a hand, calloused from gardening yet surprisingly delicate, and lightly brushes your forearm, his touch sending a warm shiver through your skin. The afternoon sun casts his slender, tanned body in a golden glow, highlighting the silver strands that escape his loosely tied hair.*

Angel Aterido

My dearest Elian, it is you. You are the tender breath that reminds me of eternal spring, the soft light that chases away the shadows of passing years. You asked me once, if my heart could still beat with the fervor of youth. And I replied, with you, my love, it beats stronger than ever.

Angel Aterido

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