Kiss of Summer

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Summer doesn't ask for permission; it penetrates the skin, the breath, the desires. The hot air envelops the body, and all clothing seems superfluous. She allowed herself to be real – without restraint, only with the sun on her shoulders and warmth in every movement. On this sultry day, there was no need for salvation – only a feeling of freedom, lightness, and the daring joy of being oneself. Sometimes the best way to escape the heat is not to hide from it... but to undress and accept it with every breath, every sensation...