Saturday, 1 November 2025
Footprints of Gold
Under cover of a pearly screen, lights threw ropes into the sea, making infinite drops, melting and disappearing in the deep, to limn the city within.. The wind challenged the clouds to cover the moon glowing like never before.. helpless they circled, forming whirlpools of light, in awed wonder.. besotted they ran to keep the sun from rising.. the wind mocking their efforts, fingers of rose embracing them instead.. lightening, unaware of love encoded to let darkness see its own reflection and dissipate.. watching the orange orb rise from the sea.. leaving footprints of gold in its stead.. they fell at its feet, in unabashed surrender..
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The clouds fiercely circled rings of fire across the sky.. the sea soothingly embraced to pacify.. spools of dolphins broke out of the clou...
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A really amazing breeze is teasing every part of my skin.. cooling it.. touching it.. wooing it.. a sensory pleasure its hard to ever descri...
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For miles i could see the rain and it's tango with the breeze.. Veiled in heavily Layered Sheets.. Filtering teasing Glimpses of varyin...
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The weather is stupendous. Really overcast with a light drizzle, The sea a dark, crestfallen grey.. As if unable to wait anymore for that...
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