Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: The Park

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The Park

She meandered through the park beneath a honeysuckle sun Her raven hair kissed by the lazy breeze, Velvet eyes nurtured a mystery, something newly begun, Unrevealed and unrevealing, it tantalised and teased. The chuckle of the fountain was a glimmer in the distance A raucous party of squirrels... Sign in to see full entry.

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