Sunbeams to the soul,
refreshingly radiant.
The hakea blooms.
Linking with Friday Fictioneers
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Before Sunrise
Some expressions of love are quiet enough to be overlooked in the moment. Looking back, I realize that countless early mornings began with a...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
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It was her umpteenth shift in that cramped bus on a Monday morning. She had hoped to avoid the digging arms and elbows. But to no avail. ...
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“ Chubby cheeks, dimple chin, Rosy lips, teeth within, Curly hair, very fair, Eyes are blue, lovely too. Daddy’s pet, is that you? ” ...
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