bloody red skies of passion bloome…
hold my fingers into the mellow su…
let’s meet again... under that ble…
i munch my butterscotch ice cream, occasionally chewing the little gummy titbits of caramel toffee that sometimes get stuck in your third molars. the spoonful of chilled treat melts int...
puddle of strawberry slushy fell d…
warm egg yolks for the middle, and…
it was a bright, sunny day with wools of sugar swimming in it. those wools then melting into a river of sweet puddle. strings of daisies and poppies sticking out in the grassy field. th...
summer has arrived again in the da…
we lay tangled in the grassy meadow, with fingers sticky from sun dried figs among the pouches of sweetness fallen down from trees. our hair drenched in the july warmth, among the garde...
the sun looks like a slice of oran…
pomegranate; red juicy jewels embe…
the sky finally melts into a bashf… to slide down the horizon. i imagine sugar grains for stars a…
under the thousand and twenty thre…
spend my days in an endless field of meadows, with sheep as big as bushes. wool as soft as clouds alike, knitted cardigans dyed with french pink. the sheep would carry me wherever. i wo...
drunk whilst listening to music, i… im way too young, not mature enoug… just some more, 'till i become swe…