Musings, Poetry hope 03/09/201802/06/2018by stickysituation we met one night on a sedated thursday evening two hopeless strangers the conversation unexpectedly sparking something more a mutual connection we suddenly shared and it was then in this black and white world I finally saw a glimpse of colour. Share with:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
Wow. I’m in love with this, Fiona! 💖 Reminds me of an old love haha! I’d love to read more poetry from you. 🌹🌻🌷 LikeLike Reply
Sticky Situation 
The concept, just WOW🙌🏻
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Thank youuu xx
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Wow. I’m in love with this, Fiona! 💖 Reminds me of an old love haha! I’d love to read more poetry from you. 🌹🌻🌷
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Thank you so much, Eli, I’m glad it was able to evoke some memories! xx
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Gorgeous .xx
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So beautifully penned! ❤ ❤
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Thank you so much! x
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Anytime, dear. 🙂 🙂 Always a pleasure. 🙂 Hope to see more of your works. 🙂
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Ahh. I love thiss. Beautiful ❤
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Thank you! 🙂
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