melodically jazzing

Unbridled, my filly and I like to frolic in the fields. Diana laughs sweetly, teasingly, melodically jazzing us on the route between circumstances, endlessly orbiting our invisible nucleus with the electric synchronicity of a free roaming couple, our footsteps echoing the careless enthusiasm we knew before kids, in a shadowy life of vague glad memories, a paradise long ago surrendered to serious adulthood.

Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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