Jen Juice

The imperial vows taken by the sea…the oceans – I dive into your ocean…your blue eyes that
were my haven…I found peace.
Staring into the wooden swing dangling from a tree swooping over me…I sway….the air
feels like baby kisses all over my skin…and somehow it feels lathered in meaning.
After all, this isn’t America. This is the land of karmic adventures.

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