You are my nine o’clock
summer sunset.
The scent of honeysuckle
and sweet pea breezing
through the bones of trees
and in through my open window.
© Nicole Lyons 2016
You are my nine o’clock
summer sunset.
The scent of honeysuckle
and sweet pea breezing
through the bones of trees
and in through my open window.
© Nicole Lyons 2016
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Ugh this is gorgeous.
And so is the picture.
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