from where i lie i see the skies so clear that i see the crocodile float laz… a stork lands on the surface, it flies away with a guppy in its…
i sit my arse on the kitchen table, munching on the warm and buttery croissant with a mug of hot espresso on the side. and sigh watching the patissier laminate the flat, white dough wit...
bloody red skies of passion bloome…
the sky finally melts into a bashf… to slide down the horizon. i imagine sugar grains for stars a…
let’s meet again... under that ble…
picking strawberries in the mornin… under the sun. they blushed deep w…
drunk whilst listening to music, i… im way too young, not mature enoug… just some more, 'till i become swe…
puddle of strawberry slushy fell d…
his voice flows soft, like warm ho… hugging me snug from behind on a c…
pomegranate; red juicy jewels embe…
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...
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...
hold my fingers into the mellow su…
grapefruits and oranges drizzled honey in the scorching summer scattered puffy clouds. thick and subtle sun breeze, dollops of color dotted on fruit trees. warm vanilla singing in the a...
warm egg yolks for the middle, and…
