The summer breeze and only she.
Bags packed, hair tangled.
With the sun kissing,
Almost everything seemed to be at place.
This morning, she only knew what she has seen,
She knows those freckles in his smile,
His hands on her waist tight.
Was it just another day?
Cause, there was no blue,
No pain,
Just elation.
There is a thud on the ground,
The marshy land drains her shoes,
But all is fair for what she seeks.
She seeks what we tend to seek,
But she seeks it differently.
Isolation is a lesson,
Moments are memories,
And life is a present.
His breath, under her face,
Fills and plays again as she sleeps.
Will anyone wake her up?
She smiles as she sleeps.
She gains no interest through this,
It's Just an awakening.
A walk to remember is what
Makes her more passionate for the belief,
That she tends to possess.
The giving is sustainable,
With nothing dominating her life.
The rays penitrate through those browns of her hair,
She indeed found herself,
Her ultimate catch,
Freedom for voice.
She gained it with her beliefs as assertive
As her actions, it's a remedy she says,
Once tried, lacks to loose its dream.
A new day, a new gift,
She looses herself again tonight,
Meets the love of her life.
This is not the end of the ending,
There is still more to come with a new zest
For this life.
