The wind whistled a mellow tune as red-gold hair danced in the spring air, a symphony of waves played into the winds bitter sweet melody. Fabric twisted and cracked in the air, as ghostly patterns of golden sunshine appeared. Her heart longed for her light, as the sky turned into swirls of orange and pink…
Perfect round hiding in its shellBalancing within the foldsOf soft succulent nectar rainPush back the protective coverAnd reveal the prize within Taste of simple waterOr honey dewAs it passes into my mouthAnd trickles down my throat The smile as the temperature riseSalty water rolls downPouring and swellingSeizing and bidding the bloodTo reach the surface Break…
