Folds of Autumn
Folds of Autumn Some seasons arrive softly— in a lingering moon, distant birdsong, and memories that blush across the horizon. And when the ...
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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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Ripe autumn air’s come to bless. Showering sweet November caress. We could be holding hands and walking, Silent but still talking. ...
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It wasn't the first time. And it would not be the last. She could not stand them suffering like that. She asked for his ...

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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