Junebug

We are liars.

We are beautiful

And privileged.

We are cracked

Mirren

She is Sugar

She is curiosity and rain

Johnny

He is bounce

He is effort and snark

Gat

He is contemplation and enthusiasm

Ambition, and strong coffee

Kadence

She is a visionary, a heroine, a rebel

written by me-JuneBug

In the melting light of a fading afternoon caramel swirls gather like whispers,the scent of warmth rising in the soft embrace of autumn.

Golden hues drape the trees,as laughter dances through crisp air,children chase dreams beneath a sky spilling colors like fresh melted sugar.

Footsteps crunch on a carpet of fallen leaves,warm hands holding mugs,steam curling like stories waiting to be told,the promise of sweetness on the tip of every tongue.

Days stretch like the slowly setting sun,while cool breezes carry the taste of adventure,each moment savored like a piece of candy,dancing joyfully on the edges of memory.

As twilight wraps the world in soft shadows,our hearts beat in rhythm with the season,together we celebrate the simplicity,of a caramel holiday where love blooms in the golden glow.