30 May 2013

Farmers Market Thursdays

Warm sun on my skin, cool breeze caressing my hair.
Good company, conversations about food, sex, and other sensual pleasures.

I can smell fresh bread, cheese, peaches, and the earthy tone of vegetables on the back of my tongue, and the lingering aroma of honey in my mouth.

I returned to work reluctantly, but with joy in my steps.

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