I breathe in lavender while I sleep.
Lavender is a flower that lives and dies as any of us, that blossoms under the sun and has her precious pollen stolen by hungry bees.
Lavender loves the summer, despises the winter, but stays throughout the years.
Sometimes she wilts, sometimes the cold gets…
When I look into your eyes,
Its like watching the night sky.
Or a beautiful sunrise, there’s so much they hold