the sun looks like a slice of oran…
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...
picking strawberries in the mornin… under the sun. they blushed deep w…
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 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...
tucked in my blue pullover on the…
under the thousand and twenty thre…
the cool summer breeze strokes my…
let’s meet again... under that ble…
the sky finally melts into a bashf… to slide down the horizon. i imagine sugar grains for stars a…
pomegranate; red juicy jewels embe…
her scent gushes of fresh strawber…
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...
i float on a still pool of milk in…
warm egg yolks for the middle, and…
