Kissing Little Flowers

November 11, 2010
By Chrome_Clouds SILVER, Winterport, Maine
Chrome_Clouds SILVER, Winterport, Maine
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As you lay there in the field,
kissing little flowers,
the ocean wind stopped by
and unwound the loose braids
you had tied in your hair.
The sun darkened your skin
but you didn’t care as you lay there,
in the field
kissing little flowers.
The grass made a mold around your body
and the ocean wind caressed your skirt
and unwound the braids in your hair
but you didn’t care.
The clouds drifted over your body
and made patterns on your eyes
as you watched the blue of the sky fade
into the pale purple of the summer
as you lay there, kissing little flowers.
And the ocean wind brushed through the lavender
to match the sky
and to take your mind away,
where you made patterns on the clouds.

The author's comments:
The edited, final version of a poem I posted a little while ago.

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