of dew that glistens in the moonlight
of Soft drizzles of sunshine
of ruby, emerald and twinkling gold
as the musky aroma of pines unfold
and azure bells that dance with the breeze!
December dreams,
why wont you believe,
just how much you mean to me.
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| taken couple of winters back at a seaside bistro |
mojea bella Goa

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