Butterfly moments.

Today I'll write words sweet like honey + weave them together like daisy chains.

I'll walk barefoot through the grass + pick lavender with her on my hip.

We'll picnic under the apricot tree + through mottled sunshine, paint the sky with our fingertips.

We'll dance to the sound of his guitar + dream of new adventures for tomorrow.

How content we are, right here. In these moments like butterflies.

- Rachel Charge x