Photo by Tim Gouw on Pexels.com Let love slide down mountain tops like an avalanche rolling from the peak of fortuitous hills. The fog of desires unrealized cover our moment of bliss until the beauty of rapture encapsulates our still beating hearts. Love always, Esha ❤
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Waiting Restless hearts want to know... How far does your love go? Does it swing to the bedrock of a damp soul? Or does it soar like an eagle in mid-flight? Does it vanish during the day? Then exhume at night? Is it the peak of hope? Or the plains … Continue reading Waiting
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