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steaming water bubbles
beneath snow capped Alps
flush of pale breasts
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steaming water bubbles
beneath snow capped Alps
flush of pale breasts
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Haiku inspired (mostly) by my walks in and around Eastbourne
Ese' s Voice 
Oh la la! Whose if I may ask? 🙂
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Ai, ai, Celestine….that’s a wild guess, isn’t it… 😉
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Lovely transition in the last line…..very sensual 🙂
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Very sensual and creative haiku for Carpe Diem ~ thanks, ^_^
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flush of pale breasts – causing me a flush anyway 😉
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Oo-la-la. 🙂
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What a delicate flush!
Hot Springs
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
LIKE THE MOUNTAINS DREAAMED ABOUT IN “THE RAIN”, BY SOMERSET MAUGHAM.
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