valsala shan

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Blades of nature, splicing through the flesh..
As warmth rolls in the spleandour of the light..
Fresh, green whiffs of heat mixed with ardour in a splash..
Smiles reaching out to take fancy in flight…

Damp, wet and soft she holds his hands as they merge..
He in turn melts in the pleasure of the time..
All is in awe of the union of the surge..
The fields awaken in these moments of flame…

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