Tuesday, January 1, 2013

N E W Y E AR

2013 FEELS like a fresh  peach. perfect. exciting . quenching.
I plan to bite big into this fresh new peach  savoring every  taste . .
nectar lingering faintly on my tongue month by  month.
finding our  home. loving big love. I am a poet. and I am beginning
to remember instincts / energy , flavors reminiscent from my youth.
broadening my vision. expansion. Tamara and Tom . together. finally.


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