In springtime, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head. ~Emma Racine deFleur
…or not, maybe it’s sitting on a balcony doing it fly style. Either way the testosterone breeze is heading you way, so beware.
Corner it. Capture it. And have your way with it. It’s Spring.
Also, watch out for horny toads.
