Saturday, February 18, 2017

 


Wild night party rips 

Naked sun shares her blank aura

Sands are sun kissed tones

Mazatlán shares her lost Queen

Myths hang on her guilty rose.  




By Tiffany Haty 

September 12th,2023
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