Song in the Breeze



Night turns to day
Soft baby blue behind white morning clouds
Streaks of red pastels scrape the sky
Drawing in the rising of the sun
Finds her where she belongs
Being kissed by the warmth of life
Filled by the mystery of color and smells
Where the painted sky is divinely brushed
By the fragrance of the sea and her beauty
The wind blows touching her soul
She melts like a song in the breeze
As he delivers her coffee with a smile to tease
Her eyes fall to dream as the first sip passes her lips
Recalling the night fucking in total bliss

Ax