breeze
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Sends shivers down your spine
Gives you the chills
Freezes you to the bone
Raises your hairs
Yet it’s oh so kind
It comforts us
We swing back and forth
Gently from the breeze passing us by
I take in a deep breath of you
Trying to memorize every aspect
And everyday, I thank God deeply for letting me have these moments
When I look into the night filled sky
I see not stars but, rather, complete and utter darkness
Fore all of the millions of star are to be found in your eyes
Can you fly?
I!
Do you have a beak?
No, but I am sleek.
Are you nice on a hot day?
So the people say.
You are feared in the harsh winter.
I can be quite bitter.
You are the Breeze.
Face toward the bright sun,
Breathe; the cool capricious breeze.
know...life's amazing.
The breeze is a seasonal fling,
A swagger that comes by surprise,
Swooning my entire existence
An invisible veil inviting me to come unto it
To embrace what it has embraced on many
Silhouetted trees
Line dusked beach skies,
As subtle breeze
Blows,
All is calm,
Earth sighs.
Ocean breeze,
you seem too good to see,
always there by a blink of a hair,
passing your way through me.
You give me life,
a sort I can't see, it all seems too good to believe,
I catch you summer breeze and suddenly time stops,
A moment of appreciation sets in.
It seems you wait until I have forgotten your cool touch.
I can't help but feel a smile begin.
A nimble spirit dancing this wayAnd that way, through the bare tree limbs;Resting for now, this moment.The breeze stirs translucentCelestial void;Cradled by Night,Exquisite,GorgeousNight.
Green sprouts from the earth
A new living creature's birth
In the optimistic breezy day
The hours run away
Popping then dancing in the breeze
That is the way of nature's ease
Fireflies dance beneath the moonlight,
Their little bulbs flashing bright.
The crickets sing their favourite song,
Encouraging me to sing along.
The smell of flowers tints the air,
A light breeze brushing my cheek,
Turning my face rosy.
Leaves falling from the trees
Into my long, blonde hair.
Taking step after step
Onto the concrete path.
A sip so strong
Flying with the breeze....
Is a painful tragedy
Of a long lost melody,
Using the fond memories it brings
To conduct my broken heartstrings,
Those bittersweet sounds caress my ears
I watched the flames lick the ivory walls,
Of my house,
Of my home.
Now I trod on sodden ground,
Like a sponge under my feet.
I pick up the pieces,
Charred memories.
A single tear leaks from my soul.
Awake, alive, running to have a chase;
Dim forest peels back branches binding light
Allowing shadows lurch across my face
As the feet reach to more ground for my flight
