Monday, September 27, 2010

Swimming in Scarlet and Aquamarine

It's all so pretty, being thirsty for color. I'm so dry I could drink some scarlet or shivery aquamarine or even lime green and orange. I could just sink my teeth into a vivid flower, I swear. Or swim in a puddle of lavendar water.
Sorry about that. I guess I just got a little too poetic and writer junkie-ish for a moment.
I think flowers are gourgeous. But I also think they're dainty and delicate, easily bruised if you rub a petal too hard between your thumb and index finger. Last night I had a dream. I was walking on some sort of white background that looked (and felt) like some sort of parchement paper. All around me were flowers feet high up, almost like a tree. Their petals were transcluncent and juicy-looking, dew dripping off the edges. I was a little girl in my dream, about six or seven. I thought like a little kid again, and saw my parents again as such strong guardians, protecting me from all evil, preserving my innocence once again. I was crying and laughing and smiling in this dream. And there was music, too. I woke up humming it. And the scary part? It was a real song I'd heard the other day. I just wish I could replay it all over, swimming beneath a pool of lucid, vivid flowers.

6 comments:

  1. Dreams like that are so meaningful. The photos are GORGEOUS.

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  2. Beautiful =) You are amazingly amazing...if that makes sense, lolz =) Lots of endless love<3

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  3. I absolutely love this post, def. one of my favorites! <3 "I thought like a little kid again, and saw my parents again as such strong guardians, protecting me from all evil, preserving my innocence once again."-my favorite sentence! Hahhah, gorgeous post, love. X's and O's, Hannah. ♥

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