By the size of your shadow. By the temperature of the drink in your hand. By the heaviness of wind against your wrist. By the twang of blooming flowers. By the fragrance of the books on your shelf. By the pull the push the stretch of your muscles. By the taste of the night on your teeth.
Tags: almost daily selfie
April 22, 2015 at 4:04 pm |
I love this so much! <3
And sorry I haven't been commenting lately–now that I get your posts delivered straight to my Inbox and I just read them in my email, I've fallen into the habit of not responding. But I am reading!! XO
April 22, 2015 at 9:04 pm |
I was channeling you! And also lamenting the broken battery on my watch.