psssst.... Peach-Cream roses, salmon snapdragons and pink carnations and seeded eucalyptus... some feathered limonium and some babies breathy kinda garni as well....
How can i ever show you? What words can I pull from the longing that tears at my soul when we are appart? If i use 'the words' over and over, dont they lose their savor? What can I even hope to give that doesnt pale next to the slightest word from you?
A blossom so rare, so filled with life and yet so supple, so fine, so fragile, that blooms when all around her is bathed in adversity, she steels my heart against all woe. It takes but one word, and that word from her shakes the very foundations that support my life and hands me the tools to build the world: 'Us'.