Anha

Australia

dreaming of goddesses, sunflowers and italian sunshine.
yet, every heaven has a hell under its surface.

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going through my old prompts and seeing what i can come up with in the spur of the moment.

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alas, it was but a dream

July 30, 2019

PROMPT: Tiny Love Story

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i lay asleep on the bus today, dreaming of an island where women chose to love women and the distant crashing waves nearly drowned out the sound of your voice, a maiden practicing her lyre on the adjacent wall. we were eternal, darling, never fading. i hope you know that. we've spoken late into the night, they felt like whispers over the ocean, under greek marble, lost in a sunflower field, morning kisses grazing sleepy eyelids under the rising italian sun. i buy a bouquet of roses and fling them into the ocean, hoping they'll find their way to you.

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4 Comments
  • ethereal.otherworldly

    we are eternal, and one day i will find my way to you


    4 months ago
  • fatpanda

    I can seriously taste the sweetness of this piece. Well done!


    4 months ago
  • PouringOutTheSun

    I’ve always been a sucker for anything that mentions marble in even the slightest romantic sense., so of course, I now love this. That last line is so *good* And then you also went and said they were eternal so I was even more drawn in. I love the feel of this piece so much.


    4 months ago
  • Ruthh

    this is honestly so magical!!! i went from imagining being on a bus to being transported to the island and i was like woAH it's lovely!!


    4 months ago