Wind appears random,
but follows a greater law...
Memories flood my wearisome mind
as the pungent smell of summer...
I am going to paint a picture,
of what all of you would see...
Pollen touches the tip of my nose,
legs weaken, testosterone flows...
Light
comes again with...
Pool parties
Trips to the beach...
Feel that wind blow
Against my skin...
Chosen
In the sunset...
Twas another faded rose tonight,
when summer sun did set...
< A flower >
By: sfiawong...
Down from the sky
onto the ground...
Sapphire skies embrace me gently
The Sun peeks from between the tall trees...