He looked at her lying there, entranced by her sensuous curves,
her golden glow. But it was her voice that really moved him—sometimes soft and sexy, sometimes wild with abandon. Whatever his mood, she matched it.
He lifted her lovingly to his lips. Tonight they would make beautiful music together. Harry and his trumpet.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Mexican Murals
I love the Mexican murals.
Here is a foto of a mural that was painted inside the offices of the Lerdo arts festival. It was painted on the 4th of October and I took this foto on the 11th.
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