sweetly ramshackle

sandy toes and a face stained with a wind,

hair made juicy in a rain and a cool feel.

that was something she yearned for,

plenty of space and something sweetly ramshackle.

her skin, against the white stone, got bright as linen as he touched her, with a feather.

she was straight from the land of nod, and a lazy beautiful morning with lots of nice light it was.

she blinked her eyes with earthy naturally multicoloured eyelashes, they got very thin at the end, and took an airy breath through her freckled skin... he looked at her... with deep care and connection.

 he silently kissed her thoughts

with everything he was

he was beautiful, beautiful to the full.