She was queen of the flowers and master of her mind. Blue eyes and kisses at night. The way we sleep. I took an afternoon nap under a candy rose sky. I began to realize that I love unmade beds, tousled hair, and that moment when you first wake-up and forget your surroundings. No make-up, freckles and skin still warm from the covers.
"It happened one night," and I decided to live elegantly. I decided to dress up, sleep naked, drink tea, listen to Mozart and enjoy the intoxicating feeling of bare skin.
As these fall months have moved into season, i have been able to sleep in a unreal state of peace, something i've never experienced before. I keep my phone and laptop away from my bed, no electronics are allowed in such a peaceful and private place. I close my eyes and focus on my breath and the down comforter touching my skin.
white flower crown handmade by me
death becomes her baby blue sweater by wildfox