“There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson . Good morning, everyone.

RT @Quoting_Lit: Tennessee Williams on why you must "Run toward life fulsomely and freely."

Triste

The sun could kiss every rooftop,.the sea could sing to every shore,.but nothing in this summer shines.the way she does from that balcony. She is the reason the light lingers,.the reason his heart forgets the view.and only remembers her.

The sun is shining,.the breeze is soft,.all that’s missing is you beside me.and the sound of your laughter.mixing with the waves.

Sunlight kissed her lace,.as morning bloomed in soft silence.

Day time date note: (final series post) . The dress is ready,.the flowers are in bloom,.and this beautiful day won’t truly begin.until you step into it.

She walks where the ocean meets the sun,.barefoot in the hush of golden waves,.and somewhere in that quiet beauty,.summer learns how to fall in love.

Made a video as well from the image 😊

Summer has arrived with golden light and salt-kissed breeze. Here’s to warmth, wonder, and a new season that begins with your remarkable presence. Good morning, everyone. ☀️

A soft lantern glow,.woven into breeze and tide—.the world sighs goodnight.

Their armor was forged for battle,.but their kiss was the truest vow they ever made. Beneath a sky full of stars,.they didn’t need words,.only the quiet truth of lips meeting.where love dared to live between the wars. *Video created with #midjourneyvideo

The last light of spring’s bloom lingers. Tomorrow, summer begins,.and I’ll carry your echo into the season’s first breath.

She is every bit like the peonies,.soft, full of grace,.and impossible to forget. Even her heels rest like petals now,.waiting for the moment she returns.and beauty blooms again.

She sat where daisies dared to dream,.a whisper caught in summer’s gleam. The sky leaned low to kiss her skin,.and every breeze gave in to sin. If love could bloom from open air,.it’d rise from where she knelt with care,.a wildflower kissed by sunlit gold,.too wild for vows, too

Smile like sunrise,.eyes soft as spring—.She made the world bloom.

In fields where sunlight softly spills,.my heart runs free and gently stills. If she were there, her hand in mine,.this golden world would cross the line.from beauty into something more,.a love worth waking each day for. Good morning, everyone ☀️

The piano sings, but her presence is the true melody. Her fingers painted love across ivory, slow and reverent.

Even armored knees will bend for wings that summon love.

QT Samurai ⚔️ . She blooms in armor, fierce as the blade she wields,.with a dragon at her back and roses in her wake.