Naked body in water,
the umbrella gleams like a secret in hand.
Drops dance boldly on skin,
the river leans close, craving more.
Each frame—a whisper of flesh and wave,
a drop unafraid to touch.
7:01 pm. MY ORIOLA, MY ONLY ONE BIGGEST LOVE. I'll tell you the truth. I'm not concentrating. I don't know what to write about!! Sorry. I'm here, but don't know what to write. Tomorrow is Friday. A lot of cooking and we go to my son, we celebrate his birthday 40 years. Though, it's a busy day! I'll come to say goodnight.
Wet river
Posted by: Oriola
Nov 19, 2025
Naked body in water,
the umbrella gleams like a secret in hand.
Drops dance boldly on skin,
the river leans close, craving more.
Each frame—a whisper of flesh and wave,
a drop unafraid to touch.