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A Poem Written Long Ago
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch...
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When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
I see trees dancing in light.
ReplyDeleteyes, they were beautiful and I couldn't stop taking snaps of them. From far away, close up, yada yada yada. There was something there that I just had to capture.
DeleteMagical, beautiful. I have always experienced that trees really present their life force so exquisitely at night.
ReplyDeletetrees dancing in the light, in celebration...happy Earth Day.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful, delicate picture.
ReplyDeleteHoly crap, Tara! This is completely marvelous!! Contrast, movement, perspective, precision, vision. Amen!
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