I keep stars in my pockets
wear daisies in my hair
wear daisies in my hair
Nova doesn't know if she's ever seen so many flowers! Every size and color dot the hills like a patchwork blanket of rainbow threads and sweet scents!
She doesn't know what to do with all her excitement as she makes her way through the fields, plucking handfuls of the beautiful flowers with giggles and twirls of orange hair strands. A collection quickly grows in her arms, slowly overflowing to catch in the knits of her dark blue sweater dress. By the time she can't hold any more, it looks almost like she's wearing a dress made entirely of flowers (a good idea actually), her face partially hidden behind the bundle - although people will still be able to hear the bubbly laughter that filters through the leaves and petals as she skips into the little town.
The first person to snag her glittering eyes is bombarded with her presence and exuberant attitude. "The fields are so beautiful! Here! Have a flower!" A single blue flower spins from the bundle to land in the woman's hair, but before she can say anything in return, Nova is flitting to the next person, offering forth a large pink cluster of petals. "For you! It'll go great with your outfit!"
And so it goes as she makes her way through the streets, throwing comments and flowers at people with all the infectious positivity that feels suspiciously like glitter.
She doesn't know what to do with all her excitement as she makes her way through the fields, plucking handfuls of the beautiful flowers with giggles and twirls of orange hair strands. A collection quickly grows in her arms, slowly overflowing to catch in the knits of her dark blue sweater dress. By the time she can't hold any more, it looks almost like she's wearing a dress made entirely of flowers (a good idea actually), her face partially hidden behind the bundle - although people will still be able to hear the bubbly laughter that filters through the leaves and petals as she skips into the little town.
The first person to snag her glittering eyes is bombarded with her presence and exuberant attitude. "The fields are so beautiful! Here! Have a flower!" A single blue flower spins from the bundle to land in the woman's hair, but before she can say anything in return, Nova is flitting to the next person, offering forth a large pink cluster of petals. "For you! It'll go great with your outfit!"
And so it goes as she makes her way through the streets, throwing comments and flowers at people with all the infectious positivity that feels suspiciously like glitter.
Nova
but I tuck you tenderly in the folds of my heart
and take you everywhere
and take you everywhere
