Sunday, 8 January 2012

the breeze tells a secret

lightly it touches my skin,
instant goose bumps.
it surrounds me with feather light touches
carrying a hint of night jasmin.
it whispers in my ear,
caresses my cheek,
what it whispers makes me blush,
in the most delightful way.
a smile plays on my lips
as my spirit dances in the breeze

nighttime prose to bring pleasant dreams
(hopefully)

goodnight to all the travellers who may pass by here

/hugs
<3 Shellme

No comments:

Post a Comment