Its intuitive heartbeat, swayed by the breadth of nature’s hue. Every breath taken profoundly, enlightened by the kiss of love’s graceful due. Its voice rings true, its scent lingers like sweet perfume. Its picturesque beauty dances breathless, moved by the rhythm of love’s heartfelt desire. When change comes calling, leaves love perpetually falling. Nostalgic vibes, autumn’s song, love’s colorful tapestry year after year… intuitively thrives.
*** A few picturesque moments my heart’s lens has captured recently. ***
WCR
Nice pics, the one with the rainbow looks like a hen looking to get left.
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