The Breeze

Nature.....and a girl I once knew.

 

 

 

Branches dance above

me as I lie on the cool

grass. The sun caresses

my skin with warmth.

Clouds skate like tiny

white islands across a frozen

blue pond. I cradle my head

into my hands

and stare at the waltzing

of the oak. Thoughts meander

past nature.

 

Your infant touch.

Hair like home.

Warm eyes close.

My face, forgotten.

 

...and the breeze danced on.

Reviews

[Jacquelene Vanessa More..]

don't change anything! i love this i might be biased but the way you described nature is how it makes me feel inside when i'm around it. very beautiful piece.