Things I do when I don’t write

There was once a time when I would write many beautiful things about life just by staring at the evening sky, the moon, and the dancing stars. With every word, every sentence, I can feel the moon’s energy flowing through me, inspiring me to write. Yes, the moon is my muse.

Daily Prompt: Blowing dandelions

 Reposting this for today’s prompt, First Crush.

There is always this one summer kiss that makes every childhood a place you want to go back to.

Summer rain. Summer breeze. Summer skies. Summer love. Summer nights.