Honolulu Fire - New

fresh scent of his shirt, pressed to my nose — Honolulu fire frangipani and hibiscus passion (too hot for the millennials) fine-wine aged, luxuriant tastes. Oh, Babe! 3/13/2019 What I Love Contest Sponsor- Maureen McGreavy
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Duet Avatar
March 14, 2019 at 12:38 AM
It's all about the scent...and the taste. Mmmm...right Kim? Yes! And, yes to your short and sweet poem. :D
Rodrigues Avatar
March 14, 2019 at 8:34 AM
I enjoy reading comments...LOL! A good marriage that enjoys the seasons of life...the tantalizing taste of every inch of the coastline ;)
Wolf Avatar
March 13, 2019 at 10:07 PM
Maureen's already in love with this, Kim, and she hasn't even read it yet! Super! :) gw
Rodrigues Avatar
March 13, 2019 at 10:08 PM
LOL! Thanks my friend! :)
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