A crescent moon dangles in the blue sky like a sparkling jewel, as dusk settles in and the last remnant of light glows softly on the horizon
It’s too warm for a spring evening, but the warm breeze feels good against my skin, the heady scent of lilacs in full bloom fills the air
and fills me
with longing, lust, and love
Wish you were here, my darling…
© Julie Rehnelt 2018
✿~Peace & Love~✿
Lovely and tender. ❤
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Thank you, Eliza ❤
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A beautiful sensual spiritual worshipful experience Jewels! What a wonderful place to be in both in body and spirit.
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Thanks so much, Ashley! The spring blossoms tend to have quite an effect on me. 😊
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Really beautiful, Julie. It’s been cloudy every night for over a week. No moon sightings here. Thanks for sharing yours ❤️
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Thanks so much, Dorinda. It’s not the greatest photo of the moon, but it was a beautiful sight in person. ❤
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Any picture of the moon is always the greatest 🙂
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So poignant!
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Thanks Ladyfi 😊
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Thank you 💛🙏💛
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My pleasure, Val, thank you! 💜
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Beautiful poem of love, lust, and longing ~ not sure if there is a better feeling than that of anticipation. Nothing quite like a perfect spring evening to bring out those feelings.
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Thanks, Randall, it was definitely one of those evenings. 😊
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