Muse of the Day
I was a candle that had never known a flame, and now that the flame was lit, I softened and glowed in a way I had not known was possible. Danielle Teller, All the Ever Afters: The Untold Story of Cinderella’s Stepmother
I was a candle that had never known a flame, and now that the flame was lit, I softened and glowed in a way I had not known was possible. Danielle Teller, All the Ever Afters: The Untold Story of Cinderella’s Stepmother
His voice was cloves and nightingales, it took us to spice markets in the Celebs, we drifted with him on a houseboat beyond the Coral Sea. We were like cobras following a reed flute. Janet Fitch, White Oleander
I miss your silent stature, your avoided days of disaster, your present state of distress.I’m cinnamon, cloves and fire, you are the rested cedarwood of desire. Jamie Weise