There’s something so inviting in the wind. The way it rustles the leaves, kisses my skin, and beckons me to follow its patterns in the sky. Chimes jingle in the distance, reminding me of the twilight sneaking into my window as we cracked our eyes after a night of passion.
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I know you've heard this before but there are people in my head. A few of them are good and then there are the bad ones too. Together we muse quite often on the absurdities of life. This is our minutes of meetings. View all posts by 4everQuixotic