Your Embrace Poetry The morning mist smelled like you as it enveloped me. Then I realized it was you all along. And I never wanted to leave your embrace. © Sarah Doughty Share this:EmailFacebookLinkedInPinterestPocketPrintRedditTumblrTwitterLike Loading... Related
Such a beautiful metaphor!
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So romantic 🙂
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Thanks so much! 😊
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love this new blog.
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Thank you, Holly! 😊
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my pleasure always!
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I could use a hug! So lovely! 🙂
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❤ 🙂
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That luxurious feeling!
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Thank, Carol! 😊
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You’re welcome!
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Aww never let me go. This is sweet.
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Thanks so much! 😊
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