Pleasure is
waking up and feeling the warmth of your love
your heart beating and those words that you whisper that arouse the want inside of me
the smells from those scented flowers drifting with those warm breezes and those lush green meadows fresh with morning dew enticing me to run free and inhale the fresh clean air
the thoughts of dipping my bare feet into the pure waters running from those mountain streams and the sounds of the crickets busy amongst the long grasses
these are some of those simple but wonderful pleasures that flood my mind as I wait for early spring again and an Indian summer
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Good one Rosie :-)
ReplyDeleteVery well written and good scenario as well - the late summer would be very much welcome here :-))
ReplyDeletepatience .....all will come in it’s time
ReplyDeletelovely ..a welcome Indian summer..
ReplyDeleteFeel the heat...
ReplyDeleteThe happiness of two people & the desirable wish of a starting Indian summer, a sunset of melting hearts in a sea of boisterous feelings.
ReplyDeleteThx & hugs xxx for you!
Pleasure is reading this.
ReplyDeleteOh, the steam is UP, Rosie .....
ReplyDeleteI'm somehow having a hard time believing that that is ALL that you desire... but perhaps you know that one wish will contain the answers to all your desires... thanks for posting... big hugs!
ReplyDeleteIt's been a pleasure to know you my lady! xo's!
ReplyDeleteIf only we could limit our desires to ONE ....
ReplyDeleteThe quietude of the countryside, the noise of the water which streams and the hot wind which cherishes the skin, are a sensual and incommunicable pleasure…
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