I collect precious memories, one by one,
Of the sunlight reflected in the gorgeousness of your eyes.
Your baby blues call out, reminding me,
that I am alive;
Keep hold upon my love for you;
my beautiful, fiery bolt of sunshine.
My heartbeat leaps to your tender beckoning of your sweet song.
Passion abounds; as my spirit longs for yours,
Our hearts ignite the night flames of desire,
Carry on, my dearest,
Carry on.
beautiful words and the perfect photo to go with it
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I’m glad you like the image. It’s one that clicked.
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you are truly a very talented lady, of course i knew it all along
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Thank you. I can’t take all the credit. I’ve had a wonderful teacher the last few years whom continuously inspires me.
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Carl?
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I love this one!!!
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Love us a journey. ♥️
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Definitely ❤
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I love you dear Poet. Your words always make me happy and content. Yes memories. Can be heavy weights to carry or blessing s to carry in the days of being old. Tonight drinking Tequila and rum. Ready to write some Hemingway poetry.
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