Do you remember this scarf, carelessly thrown on your couch? I hadn’t announced myself, as I rarely did… I liked to be like a feather in the wind, letting it take me where I needed to be. And every so often, it seems like I needed to be yours for the night. You never…… Continue reading The scarf…
Bright white canvas standing in the middle of the room, longing to become a story. My hands, queezing out the paint, like anecdotes, not quite interesting on their own, but intriguing when intertwined… I run the silky brushes’ hair on my palm, tickling the dormant artist in me. I mix the colors slowly. Memories…… Continue reading The artist…
I don’t seek richness I don’t seek celebrity… I only seek being! Via Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Being
Lovely cicada, Shy singing thermometer Your hymn spells summer!
Pétales immaculés, timide biscuit chinois. Gardienne de ma fortune juste à l’orée du bois. Laisse moi t’effeuiller, doigts fébriles, tremblotants. Espérant le retour de mon très tendre amant.
My dear summertime, I find comfort in your arms… Go away never! Via Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Comfortable
My ear to your chest Listening to your life’s beat Utmost lullaby Via today’s Word of the Day Challenge: Lullaby