There’s something electric about a shared glance, like we’re both secret keepers in a crowded room. It’s the way your laugh dances in the air, making everything feel a bit lighter. I wonder what stories we’d trade over coffee, or what mischief we could create together when no one’s watching. ✨💫You’re not a man ‘til I’ve dropped you to the floor 💅

my senior lady going bonkers over some tall grass