Dark bits.

well, it's dark bits of prose, isn't it?

Sunday
pancakes and coffee
on a veranda on a sunny morn
the smell of rain and the color yellow.
A drizzle of honey on warm familiar lips.
Summer, stay a while
sit beside me for a spell before you let me go.

Bunnie - Stay, for you... a beautiful nostalgia, for me (although winter here is pretty much just a slightly milder summer anyway lol).
Nice to see you back :)

4 years ago