Saturday, February 11, 2017

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 A smile begins to burst across his face and out from the pits erupts a wild grin. He gives himself freely, letting ripples of laughter be the tide, and thoughtful gestures, be the bow.  

How interesting, she observes. His presence has the effect of making her eyes crinkle.

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swells of change

Perched at the crow's nest I welcome the brewing gale ideal conditions for a feminine travail