Milk, silk and flowers
I’d want a mug of warm milk right now, I could die for a piece of Italian silk some time, and I’d live for an entire world of flowers, every single day.
These are a few of my favorite things!
Milk is to me, the true taste of richness, the only mother of cream, the very crème la crème of all things good.
Silk is to me, the true texture of soft luxury, the precise definition of ‘Luxe’ and taste, beauty and excellence, the only sea that I’d love to get drowned in some time!
Flower is to me, the very missing word for all things beautiful, the finest platform for nature’s full expression of life and colors, the one perfect definition of the feminine spirit; the very core and essence that I could never trade with, for anything in the whole wide world!
Milk, silk, and flowers.
They rub it on my face every single day, that I love exclusive and personalized luxury for life, and I that I would never be able to shun them, any one day of my life.
They remind me daily that I love all things bright and beautiful, soft and elegant, all things divine, and all things God!
Yeah, God is a word for all things rich, and all things crème, but my love for all things luxury, speak of my liberty in the love that sets free, the God that sets my heart free, and my five senses along with me.
I love ‘Luxe’ and beauty, and I want only the crème of all things the universe is even yet to know. I don’t like things that are just good enough, I want only the very best that my senses has endorsed. I am not sure I love them for the show but I know that I want them for my quiet and personalized pure enjoyment in my little world.
My love for my favorite things would continue to be emboldened by the love and grace of the Father, who would never rebuke me for wanting the ‘god’ of all things beautiful, the crème la crème of everything rich. Every time I love them, I celebrate the one LOVE that ‘unbraideth’ not.
By Favouromeje, 2017.