Starry sky, crickets chirp, wind skips lightly across my skin
I whisper,
I am peaceful, my love.
Sun beams pierce the windshield, my hair floats recklessly from the open window, music playing,
I sing
I am carefree, my love.
A light drizzle with a light rustle in the trees, grey sky, puddles under foot
I mutter
I am lonely, my love.
Sharp cold air scratched against my face, snow like glass, shiver in my bones,
I Bellow
I am angry, my love.
Chaotic gusts like trains rushing by, thunder crashes, the sky groans in angst
I cry
I am in pain, my love.
The breeze softens and floats with the rain, eerie stillness, the world is quiet once more,
I gasp
I am exhausted, my love.
My moods are like the wind. Ever changing, ever growing, and forever calling your name.
-t.s.
