Zephyr,
The gentle West Wind
Carries the breath of a thousand voices.
Dances with the sea foam,
Bubbling with laughter,
Calls forth Aphrodite.
And that’s when the trouble starts!
Zephyr,
The gentle West Wind
Carries the breath of a thousand voices.
Dances with the sea foam,
Bubbling with laughter,
Calls forth Aphrodite.
And that’s when the trouble starts!
Called her forth? OK! All this and more live in your image. Love it.
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You always get it, Ed.
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are we talking hanky-panky in the surf?
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We might be. 🙂
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Nice to have you back writing again.
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