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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 ...
So beautiful, almost mystical
ReplyDeleteI always feel mystical in this valley.
DeleteThis is such a beautiful moment in such a spectacular place. Love this, Tara.
ReplyDeleteA very popular view in Yosemite. I'm glad I got a shot worthy of this place.
DeleteBeautiful. (And I'm glad I'm just looking at snow!)
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