Poppy & Violet
Sipping on sedation and sunshine, the tantalizing scent of violet wafting through an open window. She is syrup, candy-delicious buds hiding in the fresh, cool grass. Relishing poppy tea nightcaps in the evening (finished with violet honey, of course), as the supple sun dips below the horizon, promising spring’s kiss of warm when she rises again.
Sipping on sedation and sunshine, the tantalizing scent of violet wafting through an open window. She is syrup, candy-delicious buds hiding in the fresh, cool grass. Relishing poppy tea nightcaps in the evening (finished with violet honey, of course), as the supple sun dips below the horizon, promising spring’s kiss of warm when she rises again.
Sipping on sedation and sunshine, the tantalizing scent of violet wafting through an open window. She is syrup, candy-delicious buds hiding in the fresh, cool grass. Relishing poppy tea nightcaps in the evening (finished with violet honey, of course), as the supple sun dips below the horizon, promising spring’s kiss of warm when she rises again.