Lying on the floor, with your bare back resisting the weight of your body, you look to the side looking for someone who looks at you from afar and admires your body while you in your solitude, know that there is no one else when the body and the mind are undressed wander in the gloom, the cold makes your hands seek to cover your breasts to give it a little warmth and the legs close a little to cover your divinity.
