Juno Sospita

Juno Sospita

 

In the depths of azure of my mystical dream
The warm summer winds that pull me downstream
On a river of gold that runs through my mind
Past billowing curtains of tropical vines
To a verdant green garden that captures my eye
Neath the circling dance of the birds in the sky
My poetry goddess, she waits for me there
So graceful in form with a beauty so rare
She’s calling me back with a warm serenade
From heavenly meadows of blossoming jade
In the depths of azure of my mystical dream
And the warm summer winds that pull me downstream.

Juno Sospita
100% cotton
278gm/m2

Juno Sospita

Imagine Wisteria Lane

As Susan left her driveway, she had a feeling she was being watched and she was. The ghosts of people who had part of Wisteria Lane were gazing upon her as she passed. They watched her as they watched everyone always hoping the living could learn to put away rage and sorrow bitterness and regret. These ghosts watch wanting people to remember that even the most desperate life is oh…so wonderful.

~ Desperate Housewives

Imagine Wisteria Lane
100% cotton
270 gr/m2

Imagine Wisteria Lane