Fragrance of her soul,
A rainstorm in the desert,
Quenches all my thirst.
A rainstorm in the desert,
Quenches all my thirst.
Inspired by the prompt at
The rustle of summer
Devil's ivy grows. Geckos rustle through thick greens, summer noon alive. Written for picture prompt challenge : Haiku Frida...
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so fragrant......:)...loved it....read mine here....http://istoppedtosmellarose.blogspot.com/2015/10/birth-of-storm.html
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Sunaina
DeleteThis seems so romantic to me...love it! ♥
ReplyDeleteThank you Kathy.
DeleteBeautiful !
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Milan
DeleteOn how sweet! <3
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Harini.
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