Nikohlas  .  .  SpottedLuck

If I were a month, I’d be October
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Thursday

If I were a planet, I’d be Jupiter
If I were an animal, I’d be a Serval

If I were a gemstone, I’d be a bicolored sunstone
If I were a flower, I’d be a dandelion
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be slightly overcast with moments of sunshine
If I were a color, I’d be pollen yellow and goldenrod
If I were an emotion, I’d be whispered longing
If I were a fruit, I’d be a cara cara
If I were an element, I’d be earth
If I were a place, I’d be a hollowed out baobab tree with sunlight pouring in
If I were a taste, I’d be iced almond coffee with cream 
If I were a scent, I’d be autumn leaves kicked up by the chill morning wind
If I were a song, I’d be steady, with a complex bass-line and words about broken pasts- and hopeful beginnings

Nikohlas . . SpottedLuck

If I were a month, I’d be October
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Thursday
If I were a planet, I’d be Jupiter
If I were an animal, I’d be a Serval

If I were a gemstone, I’d be a bicolored sunstone
If I were a flower, I’d be a dandelion
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be slightly overcast with moments of sunshine
If I were a color, I’d be pollen yellow and goldenrod
If I were an emotion, I’d be whispered longing
If I were a fruit, I’d be a cara cara
If I were an element, I’d be earth
If I were a place, I’d be a hollowed out baobab tree with sunlight pouring in
If I were a taste, I’d be iced almond coffee with cream
If I were a scent, I’d be autumn leaves kicked up by the chill morning wind
If I were a song, I’d be steady, with a complex bass-line and words about broken pasts- and hopeful beginnings