Sunlight's filterin', curtains are aglow
I've set dried flowers by my old radioOver dusty hardbacks, vintage books
So homily fragrant as someone cooksA tasty breakfast early in the mornin'
Who could have done this adorning?It's like redolence of a scented candle
Oh so softly sweet, not all can handle!'N' while relishin' this summery scent
I really forget how harshly you meantAll the words when you said goodbye
Were those true or was it all some lie?I can't tell the difference, it is a dream
I am so stuck in it, all I can do is beamI think it was all a part of cold winter!
That tortured my heart's each splinterBut...can you hear a rustling murmer?Well, that's air bringin' a cure, here's..
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SummerAuthor's Note
Listening to 'Don't let me down by Chainsmokers (Illenium Remix)'.
We have Summer right now so I thought of writing a little summer poem. I hope you liked it. =)
I always loved Summer more than the Winter because I feel as if things are so dormant in Winter while Summer feels like a healing season. I know, I know, Winter's cosy and all...
I'm not denying..but Hazel's a Summer girl since childhood. Hehe. :')❤ Do tell me about your perspective regarding seasons. Don't bring in Fall and Spring because Fall's my favourite of all and it would change the whole debate. :P
Much love,
Hazel *-*
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