The Serenity of a Breeze
Is a calm, when sweep naked skin,
A summer day, oh, a lovely breeze,
When she strolls slow naked skin.
The leaves have a gentle sort of tease,
When whispers suggest we are alone.
I can breathe again, in knowing her
Dreams caress such intrigue is shown.
In looking in eyes express together,
A desire only matters if in serenity
We can pass through sunlit fires
In resilient storm echo sanity.
To know the beauty Nature aspires.
Something lovely in a gale of summer,
Leaves exist cause any I to wonder.