The cigar-shaped robe fell as a floating feather.
Two seas parted revealing a red sand beach.
We talked endlessly about flavors, aromas and fragrances.
The life.
The days of orange sun and merengue.
Arise. Glowing.
Vibrant.
daily inspiration - by Roger Ellman
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