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 garden sprouting within us.
#figs #orchard #summer
summer has arrived again in the da…
puddle of strawberry slushy fell d…
let’s meet again... under that ble…
her scent gushes of fresh strawber…
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...
his voice flows soft, like warm ho… hugging me snug from behind on a c…
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...
i float on a still pool of milk in…
pomegranate; red juicy jewels embe…
tucked in my blue pullover on the…
warm egg yolks for the middle, and…
drunk whilst listening to music, i… im way too young, not mature enoug… just some more, 'till i become swe…
the sky finally melts into a bashf… to slide down the horizon. i imagine sugar grains for stars a…
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…