Spring is coming closer
An afternoon that tastes like freedom. Spring is finally here, not just in the air, but directly on my skin. The short skirt is hardly more than a whisper of fabric at my waist, a promise to the sun. Then, quite suddenly, a cheeky breeze slips under the hem. A cool, electrifying shiver, as the fabric dances up for a heartbeat. I feel the wind unhindered on my cheeks – and the ones further down. A brief, sweet moment of exposure, in which the curves of my apple cheeks greet the light, before the fabric settles gently again. A game with the elements that makes me smile inwardly. Are you smiling with me?