June 26, 2014 / Personal
Words
You drive your car
towards lavender and peony skies
as the sun winks
fuchsia and melon between steel grey clouds.
Your window is rolled down
and the wind, whips, wisps of your hair
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You drive your car
towards lavender and peony skies
as the sun winks
fuchsia and melon between steel grey clouds.
Your window is rolled down
and the wind, whips, wisps of your hair
gently
across your cheekbone
as the voice on the radio croons of melancholy and sorrow.
The breeze carries scents of cut grass and lilies,
And you know
That the summer
Has stolen
Your heart.
Beautiful
Great word picture. You don’t have to pretend – you are.