Wind blown hair and worn down jeans.
Husky voice in trouble filled air.
Shimmering eyes at dusk.
Kisses blown in a breeze of doubt.
Life like thoughts hugging a dreamless heart.
As the ice melts for spring's warm breath, the heart feelsOnly the
bliss of ignorance.
So don't open your eyes.

 
Copyright © jackpumpkinhead, All Rights Reserved