feathery kisses, caressing air, spring scents on the breeze, the taste of salt on skin,
disjointed memories,
ravaging the soul, mangling the heart,
ripping my very being, tearing it all, bit by bit, estranged … apart
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Afzal Moolla
The Manic Scribbler
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Thank you very much indeed. Will check out your blog, my friend
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i love the images in these words … I find that life itself “ravages my soul”
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Thanks dear friend Seren… hugs and stay warm in this chilly weather
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I am in Moz which even though it is raining is a lot warmer than JHB was this morning … so you keep warm dear Afzal snuggle up and scribble away please so that I have some wonderful images and ideas to read!
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Enjoy Mozambique, dear Seren … and looking forward to seeing you on your return to ice cold joburg. Hugs and love and take it easy 😊✌👍✊
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Many thanks
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You are welcome!
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