the smile of a stranger. sunlight pouring through huge windows. lines on a page. reading on a train with my head against the window. the gathering of birds on a rooftop. a man with a child. street music you can hear in the library. the month of love.
a meeting of swans in the lake. the angle of morning light changing every hour. brown skin in the sun. music from an arcade. figures in a window. things growing even in the midst of chaos and dirt. someone knelt on the ground shaking ash from a cigarette. discarded shopping lists. the shadows of high trees.
the smell of freshly cut grass and mud. the white lie of a sun. the bus driver stops to get his coffee. purple skies and the song you can’t get out of your head. poetry spills across the page. evening train journeys. steamed windows in the dark winter.
the new art exhibition. a man staring at the paint, full of colour and full of life. eating hot food on a bench outside the library. the comforting presence of a kind stranger. a heart shaped rock. a couple holding hands. the glow of the sun. the blooming of flowers.
rainy night drives with good company. white bedsheets, evening light and a book about love. warm coffee on cold and rainy days. the sun starting to peek in. a chill in the air. red strawberries. the warmth of an evening. showering at night and diffusing essential oils. a heart shaped tea light holder i painted.
the feeling of a bright winter morning. the sun reflecting in the windows of houses, on green grass and on the branches of a tree. a golden glow and a blue sky. matcha tea and a book to read. light spilling through the windows of the coffee shop. the feeling of spring in the air. a crescent moon.
a raging storm. making heart shaped coffee biscuits with my mother. rain pattering on the roof. buying myself white roses. hot chocolate on a cold day. the cups at my grandmothers house. a funny valentines card. a day of love. the sun shining on my face. empty coffee cups.
red tulips. warm laughter with friends. the bright full moon. a pearl necklace. holding hands. eating strawberries in my favourite library as the sun comes in. running errands. writing bad poetry. notes in public that remind you that you are loved. daily poetry newsletters. a bowl of fresh fruit.
the tenderness of when someone sends you something that reminds them of you. brunch and aimlessly wandering. good songs in a bathroom. the love in laughter. being comfortable at home alone. morning coffee and waking up to the sun pouring into my room. evening study sessions and blue hour. the way light bends. pretty cafes. blue skies.
