Sainted by Valentine Bonnaire c. March 2013 valentine@valentinebonnaire.com Roving the heavenly hills of our visage, in the soft green valley of Spring. Pink sprouted pillows rising on the littlest Bleeding Heart. This land gleams with emerald fur, and quaint wildflowers peppering pleasure as their scents envelop us past the bare cobbles of the village. Alive […]
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