Looking up at the moon, I think of astronauts and the man in the moon. You think of lover's lane and a starry night. She is awestruck by the shining beauty of that orb.
Each one of us sees something different, something meaningful to us.
I love that. It is what I strive for.
When I write a thot, I would love for it to be that same way. If it can touch each individual at some inner level, provoking a true feeling, or reaction....I am more than content. I am almost ecstatic.
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