Kinktober; 13. Ash

We danced naked and free under the warm summer sky.

The the ashes of who we were swept aloft on the fires of our transformation.

Joyous

Liberated

Ourselves at last.

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  1. 😯😍 there's much freedom in dancing, when finally liberated.

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