May 2020
Light clouds
softly dance
along this azure sky.
The wind
lies unseen,
unheard,
and unfelt
along these vernal days.
As much as I freeze
in her gusty presence,
I can't help
but miss the company.
softly dance
along this azure sky.
The wind
lies unseen,
unheard,
and unfelt
along these vernal days.
As much as I freeze
in her gusty presence,
I can't help
but miss the company.
Yep. Back with another weird wind love story thing. I honestly don't know why I chose the wind as a symbol for love but whatever. In actuality, it has been quite breezy where I live. (I'm by the ocean so what else should I expect?)
