within yellow fire of the sun
A delicate wing of a butterfly, veins twining along velvety spots, as its legs land on a leaf. The cheerful petals of a primrose, youthful and singing of spring. Thick, decadent honey rolling lazily off a spoon and outside, the encompassing shape of the sun shines. The sunflowers in my grandmother's garden and patterned on my mother's morning dress; a cheerful contrast to the stark black. The stripes that accompany the black on a bumblebee and the peel of a banana. The shade of the butter you carefully select to make custard pie and the shiny exterior of the cab you hailed home. It is the fur of the Winnie the Pooh plushie you buy your daughter for Christmas and the paint she splatters across a smiling sun, laughter bouncing off chipped mugs of chrysanthemum tea.Labels: color, colors, musings, prompt, writing, yellow
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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