A brand new day, full of possibilities and positive hope, ensconced in the rhapsody of the pale mid-morning milky light. xxx

Hayda Loral

What became of the lady in black? Who scrawled her name in ruby red lipstick all over the mirror in the moonlight? The lady who was to become a woman within, her sleek black body suit and modest crop disguising a deep, hidden beauty. Her eyes are alluring in the shadows, but she has been banished from grace. By dark, she will charm all who became her. Touch me then. x x x

A brand new day, full of possibilities and positive hope, ensconced in the rhapsody of the pale mid-morning milky light. xxx

20/3/2011

Hayda Loral

A brand new day, full of possibilities and positive hope, ensconced in the rhapsody of the pale mid-morning milky light. xxx

Hayda Loral

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