As a moonlit fog confronted darkness, Allie struggled to pull her torn shirt above her head, back and forth hips wriggled out of her pants, and hefty boots, one at a time, plopped down on the shore leaving their mark.
She stood, completely nude, shameless and hard… letting her worn hands slowly slide over her tender, aching breasts… she took a deep breath, looked up, then down, and slowly waded into the water.
(Written by Edward Roads)
Mytwosentences 
Liked, reminds at Virginia Woolf somehow. Thanks for sharing
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High praise indeed. Thank You.
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Welcome
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This has the same feeling of a Virginia Woolfe story – woman walking into the sea – I always love your photos!
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It really does, right? But besides that, the intimacy with every single word, with every sensation… I don’t know how to describe it, but it’s definitely there
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Thank You lynyo for your incredibly thoughtful and far too kind comments. I truly appreciate it.
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You are welcome!
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I am humbled and quite overwhelmed by your kind comparison to VW. Thank You so very much.
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As the drama unfolds, I ponder what her father did. Such suspense! Love it.
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I really appreciate your thoughtful interest Dr. Mary. Thank You so much.
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My pleasure. Peace.
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Skilled wordplay.
I just love the imagery and the way it channels the feelings.
Amazing.
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Thank You so very much for your wonderfully thoughtful and truly kind words Kamanda.
I greatly appreciate it.
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