Her eyes had the shape of uncut sapphire and her lips were reminding me of cheapest store bought ketchup, which is a weird choice of a condiment for ice cream. It makes some sense because of its sweetness, but still I wouldn’t do that. At least it’s not freshly pressed olive oil, which is of totally different color.
The sky above the port was the color of microplastics, bleached by age.
Her eyes had the shape of uncut sapphire and her lips were reminding me of cheapest store bought ketchup, which is a weird choice of a condiment for ice cream. It makes some sense because of its sweetness, but still I wouldn’t do that. At least it’s not freshly pressed olive oil, which is of totally different color.