Pure white petals bloom on quiet grace, Unfolding love that time cannot erase. No hidden terms, it asks for nothing back, A steady light through every shadowed track🤍

Red blooms with richer deeper fire, Than pale & youthful petals ever knew, Time only fans your lonely fierce desire, As life imparts it's most intense & closing highs. 🍃🌹 #RoseWednesday

Golden candles burn with tender light, Chasing away shadows of the night. In every petal my love blooms true, A radiant warmth I offer just for you💛☄️☄️

A wild burning sky to match a love that refuses ever fade away 🧡💫

A fuzzy hustler in a buzzing quest, You dive head first into a pollen's nest, No coffee needed when starting to rest, The hardest worker and the garden's best The bumblebee 🔸🐝🔸

I spent seasons pouring every thing I had into blooming just for you. Unfolding every petal in the hope that you'd finally see my color.But you walked right past my garden,leaving me to wither in a drought of your indifference 💔

The storm has passed the sky is clean, Each leaf now holds a crystal tear, An urban forest now washed and bright, Stands dripping in the new born light🌤️🌦️

A regal crown of waxy white, glistens with rain beneath the morning light, Each heavy silver drop clings to a molded star, A quiet wild palace where the monarchs are💦🌧️

Dieses hier habe ich am Eingang der Bank gefunden – wahrscheinlich, um Geld abzuheben und noch ein Geweih zu kaufen 😅

Industrial metal meets organic form.I made this from good & silver toned anodised aluminium.It captures a gentle light wave of welcome or goodbye👋🏼

"It was only a sunny smile & little did it cost for the giving,but it scattered the night,like the morning light and made the day worth living" ~ 19th century poem💫

N'attends pas quelqu'un qui n'est pas occupé à te choisir🖤

"Rose leaves when the rose is dead,are heap'd for the beloved's bed; And so they thoughts, when thou art is gone, Love itself shall slumber on". 🤍 ~Percy Bysshe Shelley

A heavy shadow falls across the floor, The quiet room feels bigger than before, A weight of sorrow sits upon my chest As weary eyes look for a place to rest🌑

I still can't afford it!

Swaying green fans in the azure light, Catching the warmth of the sun,so bright. Whispering secrets with every breeze, Emerald crowns of the island trees🌴💚

In a world full of people you can lose sight of it all, & the darkness inside you, make you feel so small.But I see your true colors, shinning through, I see your true colors and that's why I love you, so don't be afraid to let them know, your true colors... 🌿❤️🍃

Pale emerald leaves tightly fold, A crisp and heavy sphere to hold, Deep veins of jade through the white, A garden green of pure delight🌿🍃☘️

Your gentle touch the sun's warm grace, through azure clouds and whispering trees, the perfect day is this embrace,with love that floats upon the breeze💙🧞‍♀️

This sculpture centers on the Navel,the Axis Mundi of the human body.It marks the cosmic center where the internal world of human emotions meet the external universe.The concave form is a hollow that once held life,a physical echo of a bond that was severed so independent life can begin🤰🤱👼

President Barack Obama raised by a beautiful and loving mother 💕💯🇺🇸

Tout comme ces mangues, il n'est pas nécessaire de précipiter les choses : vertes aujourd'hui, spectaculaires demain ! 💕

#SundayYellow Old doors may close, but loyal friends unfold. True friends arrive, to lift the heavy load. Like this yellow peony, our hope turn to gold, a sudden light shines down a brand new road 🌟

Bright sun peeks through the coconut leaves, beneath a sky of brilliant blue,yet heavy sighing, the spirit heaves and peace of mind remains untrue🌀

"But if the while I think on thee,dear friend, all losses are restored and sorrow end". Sonnet 30 by William Shakespeare

#FlowersOnFriday Whiskers of the cat like bloom,flushing crystals from the room. Kidneys clear & pressure low,watch the healing waters flow❇️💮⚜️

#InsectThursday This bug flies around like a caffeinated bee, It crashed into a wall, then into me! A skipper or whirlabout? can't be sure who, now we both have concussion and a terrible view💫 The Whirlabout 🦋

#RoseWednesday My youth has departed my pockets are bare, I have no fine jewels or riches to share but this Mr Lincoln in velvet and red, proclaims all devotion I leave unsaid🖤💫

#TuesdayTrees Branches whisper secrets of a steady pay,chasing away the worries of the hiring day. I sought a desk but found a green retreat,where giant leafy campus friends and paycheck meet🌳❇️💚