Young Hearts. Run Free.

 (images via littledoe)

The girl found herself stirring her coffee, daydreaming of  wild potpurri thoughts when she came across these beautiful images that made her smile. 

She suddenly realised a smile was the best thing she could wear anytime. 

She tasted her coffee and felt like adding a spoonful of such bohemian fairytale. It was definitely better than sugar.
Her kaleidoscope eyes soon followed her lips and smiled in delight.

She remembered when she was just a little flower child and her parents encouraged her with lovely thoughts before her sleep. 

With the years, she began to sleep with stardust on her eyelashes and strawberry wine kisses on her lips.
It was no surprise that lovely thoughts would arise with this intoxicating celebration of love.

 It reminded her that ´love´ can´t be bought and that ´love´ is the feeling that completes a free soul like her own. 

She learnt that ´love´can be so powerful. Everyting is better if you have ´love´ around you. Any kind of love is good. 

She loved the bohemian atmosphere of those images
and could not ignore the confetti thoughts dancing in her head...

´The nice feeling of a breathtaking, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love,  the sickly sweet smell of crimson crisp apples,  

the memory of chiffon and lace dresses moving freely  like friendly ghosts in the summer, the beautiful floral headpieces that flirt with the wind,

the curious feathers that wink at the sun and the hazy days spent between infatuation, hope and nostalgia´.

All she knew was that she wanted to marry these images, keep them under her pillow and let them shine when dreaming. 

Once again she can´t help but feel like a fairy, a ballerina, a little doe. 

The universe could be playing games with her now but she knows he will help her find her real place in the world when she least expects it.

No crystal ball needed, just patience and an eternal young heart, whispering...

"You´re braver than you believe.

You´re stronger than you seem 

You´re smarter than you think"

The cosmic disorder surrounding her will find its order eventually, 

when she can smile like a little girl and make reality, her `happily ever after´.
Young hearts run free. Life is just another boundary.

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Like a feather in the wind.

Images by: little doe

I hitched a ride with the wind and since he was my friend, i let him decide where we´d go.
Like a little doe i tiptoed behind his undeniable charm and he swept me off my feet really fast.
He put his arm around us and watched us play hide and seek between heaven and earth.
I was the one who sought, he was the one hidding behind my smile.
The wind played with our feathers pointing at the sky and we felt like children of the sun.
Colors constantly shimmered through the dusty haze. Lights moved quickly through the turquoise sky.
We danced barefoot feeling the warm touch of the the sand. We spinned really fast and turned into gods and goddesses with the blink of an eye.
We professed the use of wild feathers, spirited thoughts and sweet bird songs and achieved eternal bliss.
The wild tangerine fireball above us witnessed our joy until we collapsed on the grass. Our bodies ached but our souls smiled.
Once again i fell in love with Mother Nature. I closed my eyes and heard the wind whispering in my ear...

“Wild hearts can´t be broken. Your dreams will come true. One for each feather, i promise. Just hang on to those”.

I smiled. I knew he was right. I just needed to want things with all my heart.
He knew what was best for me and i just needed to fall in love with him like i always do.
I said to myself, ´listen to him´.
The answer IS blowing in the wind, after all.

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