She was full of birdsong at sunrise
written notes, long conversation
a sin and a prayer
the scent of cut lemon and crushed rose
Seventies rock and shuffling blues
With a little bit of save the world
And I loved her for all that she thought she wasn’t
~cashmere and cotton
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so nice
I feel like I know this person after reading this. You’ve given us a wonderful insight into her character.
I love the images you use to describe her character Annie, but I particularly love that last line that speaks of being loved for the things you don’t have the confidence to think you have.