day 106

honeysuckle overtakes me
rich perfume penetrates my pores
i’m drunk on its sweetness

the air is still; the birds rest
gently chirping amongst the leaves

trees stand tall; branches lifted
like graceful ballerinas
about to pirouette

clouds diffuse the sun’s glare
while colors pulse with vibrance


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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

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