The Romance Of It.

The wind caressing my tresses,
The Sun glinting at my glimpse,
The trees shaking their boughs,
The flowers showering themselves on me,
The leaves crowning my head,
The dew melting at my touch,
The grass tickling my soles,
The birds singing, crickets chirping, bees humming to make their presence felt,
The flowers spreading their perfumes,  tingling my senses,
The butterflies adorning me with their touch,
Oh and the crows shitting me with luck!

So much love and I’m still looking for more?

Graciously Yours!

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