Tree of Paradise

Eventually, we gradually returned to the present and slid off the tree to hold each other. I leaned against the tree with you laying your head on my chest. I ran my hands through your hair and thought of the food and drink we had also brought in the basket. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself as I thought this was one great way to start a picnic

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