
occult in gilded lace,
her aureole exposed
petals purely contoured
if she were able, a pinwheel she would become
for you
imagine her delicate,
perfected in verdant wearing peaches and cream,
with a promising aura

occult in gilded lace,
her aureole exposed
petals purely contoured
if she were able, a pinwheel she would become
for you
imagine her delicate,
perfected in verdant wearing peaches and cream,
with a promising aura
SPECIAL:
Shining simplicity
Popping pleasantly
Exuding exquisiteness
Cherished couple
Innocent illumination
Always attentive
Longing lovers
These two have something special, I think. Look at the way they pop off the green leaves behind them. Carefree, as if together they understand this crazy world a little better, because they have each other. They almost look to be grasping petals, don’t they? I find peace in believing that these two are holding onto each other, actually. Probably clueless to the idea that everyone wants to live life similarly, choosing to believe everyone already does, and we definitely should be. Two flowers perfectly suited for one another and willing to go through hell as one. Love at its finest, it seems. ♥