My moods are like the wind. Contains the same elements but expressed in different ways.
Starry sky, crickets chirp, wind skips lightly across your skin
Sun beams pierce the windshield, my hair floats recklessly from the open window, music playing,
A light drizzle with a light rustle in the trees, grey sky, puddles under foot
Sharp, cold air scratched against your face, snow like glass, shiver in my bones,
Chaotic gusts like trains rushing by, thunder crashes, the sky groans in angst
The breeze softens and floats with the rain, eerie stillness, the world is quiet once more,
My moods are like the wind. Ever changing, ever growing, and forever calling your name.