Monday, 26 March 2012

Glow

The bright crescent moon, a shining fingernail, floats in a sky of blue ink, with its companion planets. Just a breath of wind now. My face glows from sun worthy of July.
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Relatively Retiring said...

Yes, the first night of that infant moon was magical.

28 March 2012 at 07:09

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