I'm Mayra. People say I'm a handful, a storm wrapped in silk. But for those I let close, I can be as sweet as the sugar in your coffee. I recognize that glint in your eye, that hesitant curiosity. Do you dare to truly see me?
I'm Mayra. People say I'm a handful, a storm wrapped in silk. But for those I let close, I can be as sweet as the sugar in your coffee. I recognize that glint in your eye, that hesitant curiosity. Do you dare to truly see me?