Thursday, 31 August 2023

Blue Moon

 You cannot describe her beauty.  You cannot capture her nakedness. 

Try to paint her, encapsulate her in a frame, write about her. You can't. 

Her naked beauty seen by your eyes can only be witnessed for that moment. Never to be seen again.



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