fragrant life. sweet. soft. old soul. blooms beautiful light flooded daydreams in the crooks of my mind. slow dancing.
perfumed breeze like flute song spiraling out up through a cracked open window of our humble white washed home in the country. the wish of a little girl come true. it is mine. it is yours. it is theirs. ours. four petals. one center.
i make a vase full. a milk glass pedestal. an ode. a May celebration. sprays of delicate lavender creamy petals and heart shaped tender greens. joy.
i place them on the dresser. sleep. my full heart beating slowly breathing in out. honeyed dreams warm light.
it is mine. it is yours. it is theirs. ours.