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Night....a wine dark parked at the doorsteps of we

Night....a wine dark parked at the doorsteps of wet wanton waves crashing on our territorial feet. Our footsteps, claim this errie silence under the billhook moon, mumbling the rosary, cataloging the unsaid, alluding to that flickering lantern in the distant shack. It is hanging down from our voracious desires waxing with the lunar shift. The sacrosanct lighthouse, peering down at us, is the lone testimony to the brevity of this moment, this moment when the ephemeral wind that remained our veil is slowly sneaking out, from between our breath, and the moon kissed waves are still caressing our debaucherous feet. ~ Deepti Sharma #ChangeInLove #passion #desire #love
Night....a wine dark parked at the doorsteps of wet wanton waves crashing on our territorial feet. Our footsteps, claim this errie silence under the billhook moon, mumbling the rosary, cataloging the unsaid, alluding to that flickering lantern in the distant shack. It is hanging down from our voracious desires waxing with the lunar shift. The sacrosanct lighthouse, peering down at us, is the lone testimony to the brevity of this moment, this moment when the ephemeral wind that remained our veil is slowly sneaking out, from between our breath, and the moon kissed waves are still caressing our debaucherous feet. ~ Deepti Sharma #ChangeInLove #passion #desire #love
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