Hardly supports. It is becoming increasingly intense. More engaging. Begins to be soft and accumulates in the neck and the palms. Then flows into the chest to the navel and sheds. Expands throughout the body and there is no cell in which not feel. The lips, thirsty, they are always appealing to the tongue wet them, or a few drops of water to quench. The ends and warm temperatures reach almost unbearable. Then spreads throughout the body and radiates a warm glow. Each drop carries a rainbow and creates a single frame across the skin. Fancy a symbiosis with the sea and thus quench the heat this time.
[No wind or waterfall could stall me
And then came the rush of the flood
Stars of night turned deep to dust]
*Thank you for the great(est) photo :)
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