|sincerely yours|
cocoa fingers run through golden meadows
fall back and the earth kisses the skin
thanking it for its precious touch
whisper to the umber
whisper to sunflowers
and the skies
the skies are rich and vibrant hues
stretching the canvas
deep blues and purples meet soft pinks --
magenta introduces them
blink and the greenery is lavish
vines come down to shake hands with cocoa ones
they intertwine themselves
dancing slowly to the hum of a soft melody
as fireflies glimmer and glow by their side
skin is on fire with soft kisses
ghosting before peppering themselves on golden cheeks
a soft smile makes its way onto cherry stained lips from the feeling
peter
YOU ARE READING
whispers to sunflowers
RandomLittle thoughts of mine that I'd thought I'd put more into words
