#625-Spring
17/04/2019
Opening up.
Coloring the sky.
Inviting dreams.
Painting smiles on faces,
Drifting by.
Fingers intertwined.
Hearts pounding.
Floating together,
Above distant clouds.
Days ending too soon.
Wildflowers intoxicating senses.
Simple moments,
When everything’s possible,
Hope breathes freely,
And black dreams fade,
To shades of pink.
