I'm not a girl who believes in fairy tales.
I'm a woman who values ​​warmth, sincerity, and tranquility.
And you know what I've realized over the years?
Winter is the most sensual season.

Maybe it's the way you want to cuddle up to me on a cold evening.
Maybe it's the long conversations over tea.
Or maybe it's a man's hand that rests on your waist a little longer than necessary.

I don't look for perfect words.
What matters to me is silence, where you feel attention.
What matters to me is a gaze that doesn't wander.
And voices that want to listen to my thoughts, not just my sighs.

December makes me softer, more feminine. He awakens in my soul that sweet warmth I've long wanted to give to the right man.

And if you were here...
I would let you cover me with your attention.
And in return, I would give you all the tenderness that lives within me