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found nothing wrong with this drink ~
Daisy Chains
In the warmth of the sun they lay together in a field of daisies, hand in hand as they dare to dream about a world that’s theirs alone. Head in her lap he is a vision to behold, lithe and regal - a prince dripping in gloom, darkness and divine sin. He is the moon and she a sun - bright and warm, loving and embracing.
Tender touches and gentle affection shared all through the day as they laugh and talk about all things, poetry, love, history everything and anything to feed their minds, and in the gaps whispers of sweet nothings pass from their lips. Her face and eyes all the while concentrating on the weaves and knots being made by her hands, the little white flowers all around being plucked and made into sweet chains - the ones that don’t quite make the cut finding their way into her lovers hair.
The moment belongs to them and them alone and in this place, at this time the two of them exist in perfect solitude, alone together. A picture perfect memory to serve as a light in the darker times, and hope where love feels bleak.
And in my mind the two will exist bound forever in daisy chains and a love so sweet.
I have always adored flowers, I will stop dead in my tracks to admire them, daffodils, roses, tulips and sunflowers never fail to fill my heart with joy, but daisies will always be my favourite.
"June! When did you get here?!"
Seaside fleabane