Daily Archives: June 7, 2017

wed, too

ran two. ……{miles} while the sun smiled his way up, and filled my cup. round and round, feet pounding ground, breath bursting, ………………..heart full.       Advertisements

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Lady Godiva

It’s not my birthday, but I’m wearing my suit and making a point. Call me Gift from God, call me Tressed Rider, call me crazy. But history shall give me more power than the steed between my legs.   .. … Continue reading

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