Two strangers on a Ferris wheel’s wooden bench, hands clasped, breath held between smiles. The London Eye spins below, but...

Two strangers on a Ferris wheel’s wooden bench, hands clasped, breath held between smiles. The London Eye spins below, but neither looks away. One thumb traces the other’s knuckles, slow enough to be accidental, deliberate enough to make the air hum. #romantic #facialworship

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