Melinda Szente:
365 days / day 354 - There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
Melinda Szente:
365 days / day 351 - Spring captured in a bottle
Melinda Szente:
365 days / day 352 - Lay your cards on my table
Melinda Szente:
365 days / day 353 - Mysteries are feminine; they like to veil themselves but still want to be seen and divined.
Melinda Szente:
365 days / day 355 - Imagination is more important than knowledge.
Melinda Szente:
365 days / day 356 - Here's my card...
Melinda Szente:
365 days / day 362 - It is such a secret place, the land of tears.
Melinda Szente:
There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
Melinda Szente:
Come fly with me
Melinda Szente:
Underwater love
Melinda Szente:
Draped in flowers
Melinda Szente:
I can take you higher... I'm on fire...
Melinda Szente:
Leave a little sparkle wherever you go.
Melinda Szente:
You never see me, but I always call you in style.
Melinda Szente:
Based on a true story
Melinda Szente:
Black as the devil, hot as hell, pure as an angel, sweet as love.
Melinda Szente:
Baby, it's cold outside...
Melinda Szente:
What a lot we lost when we stopped writing letters.
Melinda Szente:
Where flowers bloom so does hope.
Melinda Szente:
Night is a world lit by itself.
Melinda Szente:
Innocence, once lost, can never be regained. Darkness, once gazed upon, can never be lost.
Melinda Szente:
Latte landing
Melinda Szente:
She just wants to watch the world burn.
Melinda Szente:
Smoke gets in your eyes...
Melinda Szente:
I'll meet you in Paris...
Melinda Szente:
She was like spring in full bloom, but carried sad secrets in her eyes.
Melinda Szente:
The best dreams happen when you're awake.
Melinda Szente:
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair...
Melinda Szente:
If nothing ever changed, there'd be no butterflies.
Melinda Szente:
I must have flowers, always and always.
