bees, my
skin smells
of sun, the
insides of
roses. I want
to eat that
light. Every
thing that
grows does.
―
Lyn Lifshin, Honeysuckle (via lunaandjolie)
skin smells
of sun, the
insides of
roses. I want
to eat that
light. Every
thing that
grows does.
―
Lyn Lifshin, Honeysuckle (via lunaandjolie)
(Source: grammatolatry, via cigkisses)
do you ever have so much to do that you just decide not to do any of it
(via w-illux)
bees, my
skin smells
of sun, the
insides of
roses. I want
to eat that
light. Every
thing that
grows does.
―
Lyn Lifshin, Honeysuckle (via lunaandjolie)
skin smells
of sun, the
insides of
roses. I want
to eat that
light. Every
thing that
grows does.
―
Lyn Lifshin, Honeysuckle (via lunaandjolie)
(Source: grammatolatry, via cigkisses)
