The Garden of Rapture

In the Garden life she walks. The scent of sweet pink pedals from the eternal tree of spring’s essence surround her being, and a stream of Goldfish beckon her instinct, as she climbs the bridge to gaze forth into the water below. In an instant her emotions are uplifted, as she slowly turns her attention toward an overwhelming feeling of rapture …Her eyes meet his. Lost yet found, Their spirits soar beyond the heavens, wrapped within the souls of two becoming one, for the very first time. Loves embrace, eternal, and pure.

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