Senses Of Spring


Senses vigilant surrounded by blissful peace
Smells of Spring overcome my nostrils
Earthy and sweet I can almost taste it
Wisps of a cool breeze gently kisses my skin
A toad symphony chirps ceaselessly
Their tune reverberating within the hushed valley
Pestiferous flys zizz beside my ear
Irritation conquers bliss like storm clouds a sunny day 
The breeze returns with a bitter bite 
Amidst flies scrambling from gripping arms
Tranquility returned
Candy to the eyes is that of the outdoors
Eating up each feature craving more


As if to tie it all with a bow
Alongside me resides the truest of friends
Lolling tongue falls from tired jaw
Mischievous smile seems to brighten the day
Curious Eyebrows writing thoughts for all to see
Inquisitive eyes gaze happily into mine
Inside eachothers eyes we see the same message
I love you



 

Whitney

VT

17 years old

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