Petrichor

I can feel this. I can sense this. I can taste this. a STUNNING VISUAL MASTERPIECE! Sarah, you keep outdoing yourself with every word you write. This is too beautiful. ❤

Heartstring Eulogies

The air was sweet with maple and pine, and the flowers tasted like sugar and spice as the last of the rain fell and sunbeams broke through the clouds. But nothing compared to the intoxicating scent of your skin that glistened with the same droplets.

© Sarah Doughty

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