‘Honeymoon’

I want to lean back in the evening breeze, against a balcony framed by the setting sun. I want to smell citrus on the air, kissed by a faint hint of tobacco. I want to feel my pulse quicken as your fingers entwine with mine, firm and sure. I want to hear the soft thrum-thrum-thrum of a guitar in the distance, weaving gently through the laughter and chatter in the street below. I want to dance with you, and for you to catch me when I stumble with a laugh, a little drunk – on excellent wine, yes, but mostly on happiness. I want you, on this warm, perfect, sultry evening. I want you, forever and always.

Thanks for stopping by 🙂

Ro x

 

Poem: ‘Jewelled Disguise’

Painted lips and kohl lined eyes

Henna covered hands, a jewelled disguise

In a bride’s body, a young girl sighs.

Random scribbling, not very heavily revised or edited, inspired by a (don’t worry, happy!) wedding I attended in India.

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Ro x