Happy Now. Here.
sitaraashakti- Feb 7, 2015
- 1 min read
The crispy air of the California mountains is ever-so enticing with the intoxicating fragrance of the Mother. Lover, as I stare deep into your eyes, I see wings of home-seeking birds flying into the light. 2015... we got this. Happy Now. Here.
Only love, Sitara
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