It seems selfish not sharing with you, Nomadic readers of my humble blog, a delicious meal for two.
It's wednesday afternoon, and sunset is lurking beneath the skyline. My wife and the sun playing hide and seek. As complex as it may be, the amber sun rendered my wife's citrine face gemstones of endless shining colors. And I, there, reflecting yellow tourmaline. Indeed deliciousness circumscribed the atmosphere.
Simple romanticism.
It's wednesday afternoon, and sunset is lurking beneath the skyline. My wife and the sun playing hide and seek. As complex as it may be, the amber sun rendered my wife's citrine face gemstones of endless shining colors. And I, there, reflecting yellow tourmaline. Indeed deliciousness circumscribed the atmosphere.
Simple romanticism.
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