She laid her head against a tree.
Pink petals blossomed and fell on her head.
It tickled her nose as she smelled the scarlet
and the flowers around her bloomed and spread.

Her pale blue eyes shimmered from the sun
while her body was covered by the tree's shade.
She scooped up a rosy flower gently in her hand
and tucked it in her messy braid.

Spring had arrived with all its blossoms
and she sniffed the soft aroma of this season.
She loved the colors and all the sunshine
which was all so very pleasing.

When you look at the page,.
and there are no words.
Your mind is spinning.
It only disturbs.

Searching and searching
you spend a lot of time..
Your mind is wandering
for that perfect rhyme.

Sometimes it takes a while
and it stresses you out.
You have a gift for poetry
so no need to pout.

If...
If it ever happens.
Feeling like it never will.
If...
If this can help fill...
a gap deep down.
If...
If I can stop feeling bound.
If...
Will become a when.
When...
When it does
you will be free
When...
When makes an if
a possibility.

the moon glistened
on your eyes. .
a glow appeared
on your hand
when we touched

I looked into
your sparkling eyes.
they waved
like the moon
on the river.

our hands held
in front of
the moon.
the night darkened
and stars brighten.