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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 ...
Such a beautiful vista there.
ReplyDeleteIt is indeed. Especially with afternoon showers and light play.
DeleteWow! And I think I can see a rainbow above the waterfall. It's like a tropical Death Valley or Grand Canyon.
ReplyDeleteyou DO see a rainbow there. I didn't see it while taking the picture. I love it when that happens.
DeleteBeautiful and definitely worth a thousand words.
ReplyDeleteOne of the most beautiful places I've ever been.
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