Tiring though it was, the bicycle jaunt (and an epic episode!) was worth a million years,
Riding on the pier with a melting heart; hugged by the evening sky and cajoled by the green murky waters.
Exhaustion knew no bounds but the zephyr that caressed was nothing less than holy,
Eyes began to droop, but rejuvenation ambushed in the form of piping hot puran-poli!
2 comments:
sweetness helped cure the mental n physical drain!
Since when did you start cycling?? :)
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