#enblues

[englows-blog]

        there’s unbridled doubt bouncing off the walls of her chest,   doe eyes search the grass then the other’s face,    `    minto-san .   .   .     `    comes her silent call,   shoulders bunching,    `    why are you looking at me like that ?   do i have something on my face ?    `

                                                                                   ❬       @enblues  /  call.       ❭

[canismade-blog]

@enblues     /     sc !

     delicate fingers brush back locks of hair , glinting in afternoon sunlight. a plate tucked beneath one arm , she tilts her head up.

     ‘ table three wants more jasmine & sugar. ’