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Morning Kisses

By Felista Estep SutherlandPublished 11 months ago 1 min read

His smile warms my world; his lips connect with mine, our hearts dance, souls twirl, we're entwined. Lightest of highs as I'm given lazy Sunday morning kisses as he stares into my eyes. I set my coffee down; his hands pull me in. Life is perfect now, here, kissing him.

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Felista Estep Sutherland

I’m here to offer my creations created in a place far beyond my own modern reality. A place that is past the perceived hells and in a magical space of total existence that holds no laws, no boundaries, and only infinite possibilities.

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  • L.I.E11 months ago

    Aww so lovely, love how detailed and vivid your words are here.

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