grow wings, fly to the foreign land and take refugee on your window sill. I wish to see your cheeks turning red as the Sun spread its wings all around brushing your cheeks gently. I wish to know if it's the Sun or the 'ding' sound of the love vibes that wakes you up with a blush. What do you #oftenwish to do? #Collab and tell. #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
