don’t you know the bliss of fresh…
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...
drunk whilst listening to music, i… im way too young, not mature enoug… just some more, 'till i become swe…
let’s meet again... under that ble…
summer has arrived again in the da…
under the thousand and twenty thre…
picking strawberries in the mornin… under the sun. they blushed deep w…
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...
pomegranate; red juicy jewels embe…
tucked in my blue pullover on the…
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...
warm egg yolks for the middle, and…
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...
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...
hold my fingers into the mellow su…