There is a pocket of love in the air above an open flower.
It reaches out with invisible fingers and draws us in.
The kiss is so soft, so tender it is experienced only as the heady scent of its breath.
© E Holland
Image © Dascha Friedlová
There is a pocket of love in the air above an open flower.
It reaches out with invisible fingers and draws us in.
The kiss is so soft, so tender it is experienced only as the heady scent of its breath.
© E Holland
Image © Dascha Friedlová
I love a poem when I can feel it….I can feel this…it’s delicate and sensual beauty <3
Thx 🙂 🙂
Beautiful.
🙂
What a sensual piece. I could just fall through these words <3
You can probably tell I love flowers, especially aromatic ones. 🙂
Me too! Oh, you would love the rhododendron gardens here.