♡ skin and white cotton stained with sticky juices from overripe blood oranges and mulberries
♡ laying lethargic and barely clothed in bed in a heatwave, sheets tangled and a cool relief
♡ flushed skin, pale lips, bright eyes and hair stiff with sea salt and cold water from the ocean
♡ the calls of cicadas a backdrop to whispered truth or dares and stifled tipsy laughter
♡ lighting candles and incense, drawing a bath and drinking herbal tea- all in the heat of summer dusk
♡ slightly disintegrating glamour- dark lipstick smudged slightly on a wine glass at a party, a smartphone amidst a 20s vintage dress, anger and passion and disgust breaking through a beautiful face
♡ a picnic of cool sicilian lemonade and crumbling homemade cakes, served on a chipped 19th century tea set