the angelic pink of the sky
A strawberry diluted in the evening rays, freckled skin attenuated and creased. The iridescent droplets of dew bathed in early dawn light, moisture dappling leaves and caressing grass. Her sister's cashmere sweater, silky and comforting; a barrier between the scouring wind and her fragile skin. The eyes of a kitten with snowy fur akin to the pallor of the girl who strokes it. It is the petals of a carnation scattered in her hair, a variation of the rose and the highlight of a gummy smile. She paints her lips with it on a Sunday afternoon, earrings vibrant and smile moreso. The imprint of forever tenderly marks your collarbone as you finger a trimmed carnation in vase, petals skyward and stem afloat. You sip your drink and watch the sunset, observing that it is perhaps the most gentle colour in the midst of the oranges and purples. You smile with your gums and raise your hand for another round.Labels: color, colors, musings, pink, writing
Name: ☾ tanisha ☽
seraglio she says has been my official personal blogging site since 2013; you can find all my personal musings, thoughts and writings on here. i do try to update regularly but occasionally school conflicts.
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