If not for Rain … She is not ours to keep. She wakes us from our sleep. She breathes a life on Her own terms. … enlists the help of many worms. She lives life …
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If not for Rain
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Hold Me
There was much more to Charles Darwin’s Galapagos than he could have ever imagined.
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Coffea
When I wake up in the morning I am awake. There is the kitchen. A selection of nine coffee cups wait patiently to be the one. I find fresh water flowing from a shiny reflective …
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Flurries
The light wanes as she makes her way ...
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Hugs
in nows, breathing in, breathing out, holding- close step one, closer step two, arms opening- each us, our own space, opened, vulnerable- slowly, firmly, affectionately, breasts touching- limbs seek and find, eyes closed … hearts …
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a Thread
There is a Thread, frayed a bit, yet very soft and strong and true- Tis looped and laced deep within and running through all I do- the end of which is longing for you. ❤
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Sepulchre
a poem by Eleonora
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Intaglio
a poem by Eleonora
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Despair
a poem by Eleonora
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Wind at My Window
a poem by Eleonora
In All Our Years ™ 