We’re trapped
captured in still life..
Sliding!
Out
of an erotic
dream..
Tasteless passion
running devotions
the hearts
learning lessons
felt
throughout those soft
quiet loving
an crimson emotions..
Locked
fixes upon
a slow moving star,
now flowing
within our fantasy dream..
As we’ve
been methodically tossed
by quiet waking
comical scream…
A creative thought
while
enjoying a day
@ English Bay Beach.
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With a view like that, how can you not be inspired? 🙂 … Great post!
Keep well.
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i’ve spent a lot of time, down in that part of the city..
There have been big changes, in that image, just off to the left we would have fires on the beach, what seems like lifetimes ago, now…
chris
Ps;
no more fires on the beach, the governmental machine put their big foot down..
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WOW! You’re so fortunate … I’m with the government on that one. sorry Chris. Still friends?!
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