Take This Dance.

At first it was as if someone was brushing their gaze on you; like a soft touch on your bare shoulders–something light and airy and wonderful, like a luminescent feather oscillating┬áin the dark; and then slowly,

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Sunday & Sunflowers.

Hi, busy-bees!┬áI know I haven’t been writing here as frequently as I intended to. To be honest, there are still some posts lining up at the back of my mind, including some from my recent trips

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Moonlight Dance

Each of us changes when placed next to each other. We place ourselves, or are placed or paired creating stories, a new idea, sometimes love. —Every Atom, a poem in Full Blood by John Siddique Maybe

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