Art and those amazing pants im wearing above is mine^
I lie here in the pastel blue grass, my arms stretched out, gazing up at the lavender sky.
Clouds of fluff pass by, pink and soft. A slight breeze flows through, carrying dandelion seeds through the air.
Butterflies and bees flutter by landing on the flowers for the sweet nector. Gold streaks on my arms swirly and dotted. They shimmer and shine in the lavender sky.
The smell of wild flowers and honey fills my senses, making me smile. My dress slightly flutters, exposing the rose vines wrapped around my thighs. Lush red petals, soft and delicate, growing on green and prickly stems.
They bloom and burst, in the lavender sky.
I rest my eyes, and let the breeze flow on my face as I smell wild flowers and honey,
In the lavender sky.
What do y'all think of this?
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Aesthetic short stories
PoesíaTitle says it all ;) Some might be sad, others happy. It all depends...
