In The Wind

April 11, 2017

The wind blows against our ears
Whispering us promises of summer
For fun , for love , for no pain at all
Sun beating down stinging our checks slightly pink
While tasting a strawberry was never so sweet
As our young, vital lips touch the skin and puncture it with our teeth
Laying down to rest so we look up at the sky
Smiles broadening our faces as we succumb to the harmonies 
Hearing just the wind graze over our entirety
Hands grazing the wheat as our dresses are free
Secrets - lies , banishing to the deep
Leaving only just the beauty and sweet of our forever lasting memory

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