and suddenly, amid the familiar colors
of this nightfall, I remembered
your wine-stained lips,
our blueberry kiss.
Originally published on October 18th, 2015 on my old blog.
On My Way Home The Rain Stopped
in these quiet small hours of the night
SW Altair 
Reblogged this on Lilaia Moreli – Words Are Sacred.
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Thank you!
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Nice! Very sensual and evocative.
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