Tambourines and roses, rouge

Today felt like tambourines and roses,
today felt like the word 'rouge' in your mouth when you say it.
Rouge.

Foreign
Beautiful
Full
of the glittering unknown

Today felt like sitting on a carpet
Surrounded by hundreds of lined pages
Torn and filled with thoughts too secret
to even be whispered.

Today was a love so deep within, it felt like I had to sit in silence to remember it
Quiet
Waiting
For something to come as gradually as the vines grow
For someone, perhaps
To say one word that would unlock a universe of rushing thoughts
That would be filled with spells and stars and 
Hope

Today felt like tiny knocks on a soft door
Today felt like a kiss sealing an envelope filled with one wish,
'Leave'

Today was tambourines and roses.