Pure Ecstasy

The melodious fluttering leaves twirling, swaying wooing petals of the withered flowers doing   belle on the softer orchestras of the hollow winds of majestic autumns.   Shy veiled sun, playing hide-seek from behind the dark clouds, like a coy bride with a mischievous gleam, trying to catch arousing glances…   A lone bee hovering on …

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