Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mount — Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
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Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mountain lake with its reflected partner, 747 landing lights coming down onto a runway.

— Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul
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