Tomorrow the sun stops. Tonight, you don’t.It’s almost Midsu..
Added 2025-06-20 15:00:11 +0000 UTCTomorrow the sun stops. Tonight, you don’t.
It’s almost Midsummer.
The longest light. The slowest night.
And I want to feel you approaching — slowly, silently.
Like a shadow stretching toward something warm.
Tip with the words: “I stay where the light touches You.”
I might reply to the tippers ❤️
