i love wisteria. when i was growing up, my grandparents had a huge bush of wisteria in their front yard, and it was always so beautiful in the spring, and smelled good, too! i miss them and that wisteria bush.
What i wish and yearn for myself. I wish upon you, later i shall rise and step onto the waters my hands filled with pebbles. Throw it until it create magical ripples kissing your feet on thee other side of the world.