Crisp mornings meandering through trees, ambling along the crooked path, nudged softly, beside the water’s edge, aimlessly wandering, weeping willows drape the winding waterway, as animated figures dot the landscape, lazy swans slowly preening in the urban hinterland
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Hibernation
Sweet smells buried underneath the bed clothes they remained there embracing the warmth of this moment, guiding each other to unknow pleasures, Spring brings à new fragrance of rebirth and longing
Beyond the Last Thoughts
Words streaming in oblivion lost among the grey surf, sentences paused in the slow ripples cascading towards us, drenched in sultry tones of real time, bathed in grey, we tinkle with each gush, soaked in temptation and an enduring stream of mistaken cues, the water receding from our toes, we look beyond the horizon, beyondContinue reading “Beyond the Last Thoughts”