Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay
The Mountain Imagination writes the tale I tell on this dusty road I stood captivated as I observed the glimmering light I walk forth, knowing there could be endless possibilities With the sun setting, the mountain lay under a pink cloud I was finding it hard to believe my own eyes My personal belief now suspended I stood in front of an unidentified flying object wondering at the mind of the engineer I have never seen silver so polished, no nuts or bolts A small door slid open, I blinked There she stood, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen She beckoned, without hesitation I walked to her Knowing I would leave this earth, And go wherever she would take me… ©AnitaDawes2022
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
That’s amazing! And what a great photo! Hope it was worth it to the narrator, that beautiful woman may shed off her skin and be a salamander man!
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Thank you for your lovely comment, Lisa…
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That would be absolutely amazing, Anita! Well done!
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Thank Jan…
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That’s some powerful work of the imagination, Anita. I hope the journey was blissful, even if it was from your armchair. ❤
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That’s where most journeys begin at our age…
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Mine too… the couch.
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Me too…
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