"Heart" and "midsummer", if you would, Alair MacNeice...
heart - Describe yours. Is it golden? Is it iron? Do flowers bloom from it? Is it prone to trembling? Have you lent it to someone? Is it shackled?
I am afraid it is no longer in my possession, Your Highness. I gave it to someone, you see. But from what I recall of it, my heart was very much scarred and scrawled over with the names of people I have known and been fond of.
midsummer - You must weave yourself a crown of beautiful blossoms! What flowers do you adorn yourself with? Do be mindful of their meanings!
On this night? I suppose I would make a crown of zinnias. Parties always make me think of old friends.










