© Marie Marshall
It was peaches… I distinctly remember peaches.
From night journeys and a wedding cloak. 🙂
That’s the way it’s looking.
mouth full of semantics and alien prayers…love this…and true on the fruit..
I’m thinking how it would be if the fruit were alien and the semantics were growing on the tree.
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