They broke the rules and intruded upon her sense of secondary self, awhile all eyes pierced the sun’s kissed skyline.. a paragraph, a page filled til instilled with verbosely radical over emotions, in the middle of the night’s morning light, Her ocean is His ocean IS THEIR ocean

Of rather rarefied and blissful coMMotIOn! And it feels… … …

ALL kinds of… kInDlY and rather… … … rhapsodically r e a l