I get scared,
I'll admit it.
The way I picture life the way it should be ,
Is when sun rays gleam through the trees,
When the clouds float against a clear blue sky.
With a white summer dress,
and a plaited headband.
Roaming through high grass,
Searching for my lover.
My hair kissed by the sun,
my skin wrapped in its golden warmth.
Even if it won't look like this,
It will feel like that, wherever I am.
beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI love dreamy days like those!
ReplyDeleteYou write beautifully.
ReplyDeleteLOVE!
GREAT!!
ReplyDeleteJohn
Happy birthday!!!!!
ReplyDeleteHave a great day!
LOVE!