Life is a rhythm of the human soul and the body is the keeper of one's spirit.Its beauty is seen by the heart and touched by love's essence to bathe in its bliss.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday Picnic (Tanka)
A sunday morning's bliss Brings us to a fine picnic, Scrumptious food you make Every taste as fine as you, Beneath the sun we must kiss.
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