Agile she flutters through the winds and leaves
Neatness forgone as she fly’s to a gateway of semi perfection.
The sun sinks, rays outstretched.
Sky envy’s the swiftness of her hair, air craves the flow of her fingers.
The wind plays with her in symphony of joy.
All of nature pulsing with the simple pleasure of her presence.
This is all I am allowed to take from her.
Neatness forgone as she fly’s to a gateway of semi perfection.
The sun sinks, rays outstretched.
Sky envy’s the swiftness of her hair, air craves the flow of her fingers.
The wind plays with her in symphony of joy.
All of nature pulsing with the simple pleasure of her presence.
This is all I am allowed to take from her.
