Rocky_O

Lavender haze within idyllic daydreams,
The gentle hypnosis of whale song weaves between Neptune's lonely moons,
 As they spin pearlescent orbs in the black hole of space,
Oblivious to the addicting sickly sweet smell

The clock, the enemy of the mind,
Time stretches into long ribbons,
Each responsible for the waiting game. 

Eyes glaze over, fragile ice on a sleeping pond,
Foot shakes from restlessness,

Sweet, juicy apples
Little, red wooden wagon
Sneaky hitchhiker

A crisp cool sweet breeze
Heart-pounding, breathless delight
Footfalls in the leaves

Colorful carpet
Heaping piles of fresh leaves

I am from late-night stargazing,
telescope on the porch.
From the smell of sweet hay in my friend's hayloft.
From frostbitten toes, and bright red noses.
I am from cold days spent on a snowboard,

Lifes a journey, A winding road
Full of forks, twists, and turns.
When I get lost, You’re always here,
To point which way to go.

You’re my shoulder to cry on
The person I rely on
The one who can always make me smile.

Majestic mountains tower over crystal clear water,
Sky-scraping evergreens, border the rocky shore,
Their reflections blurred in the water.
My paddle slices through the lake, Silently, leaving only bubbles in my wake.