“Her whisper...”

Fall is her name... Her cool temperatures mixed with the scenes of trees and leaves doing their end-of-life dance... Reminiscing the times of their early romance...

The late-night whispers mixed with desire... and all Her beauty and mystery... deeper than the physical magnetic pull... or Her knee-quivering scent that invades my senses and renders me incapable of reason... incapable of a past or future absent of Her...

My eyes embrace the cold walk of winter's night... The bright reflection of winter’s mist... I try to remember Her scent, Her magnetic pull, Her desire... but she’s just a whisper drowned out by the walk of Winter.

-Vecus2020

Have a great Sunday!

Stay safe!

-Vecus

TODAY IS THE LAST DAY TO SIGN-UP FOR THE 14-DAY “TheChallenge”- November! Direct text me and I'll put you on the list. Challenge Instructions will be sent out this evening.

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