Snowy Mountain Ridge
Quiety Softly
Unfolding Mystery
We Lie in each others Arms
Cold Sunny Morning
yeilds to Summer Day
River Flows Brisk
Richly Flowered Meadows
Tall Grasses Blow
Winds contain Risk
Breeze Brisk then Slow
We Bask in the Sunlight
Lazy Afternoon
We Exist as One
We lie in a Soulful Embrace
Bird lands on Fence
Sings a Song of Sixpence
Bird Song Born
Upon a Snowy Mountain Ridge
Storm Clouds Chase
Showers our way
Line Shack Cabin
contains stove to Heat
Our Bunk for the Night
Dinner at Twilight
Rain Falls Heavy
then Light Sprinkles
for our Delight
Fire Warms our Souls
Passion Speeds our Hearts
Soft Sweet Sleep Awaits
In the predawn hours during a solitary ride on her ranch, Montana Freeborn collides with Seth Phoenix, centaur-turned-man and the embodiment of her psychic visions.
Zara’s Bois:
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