A little life within four seasons

by girlnextdoor   Jul 12, 2009


The wind is gentle
protecting my body
from the summer heat
without making a sound

The sun, long gone
leaves a fading glow
on my skin
and lazy memories
in my heart

closing my eyes
covering my mind
with a blanket of black
focus on breathing
is a day well spent

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