Dear Louise,
As the rosy ball of the sun was breaching the far sea horizon, it lit the architecture of the sleeping frangipani. It illumined the skeleton onto the white curved wall, transposing an organic dream on the starkness.
'I am here' it said.
I was most grateful.
Always,
P.
As the flowers of Plumeria acutifolia are used to make wreaths of welcome, I wreathe these words into a welcome to celebrate your new place.
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Louise
Hugs and thank you dear heart. X
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