Just one kiss is all it will take to remove my tears from my face. Just one kiss from your smooth silken lips is the one thing that I miss. Just one kiss that will do to chase away all my blue. Just one kiss on my cheek is more than enough to make my knees go weak.Just one kiss upon my skin will make the sun finally shine again.
My spirit is free and so is my soul. Choose one of these pencils and see the story unfold. The blues and the greens are my repentance and heartache through the years. This one is not for the faint at heart but could be a really great start. Then the reds, pinks and oranges …these are my passions that are a bit fiery. Passions that I have fought throughout my life only because certain people find them to be way too bright. Color my spirit and you will see all that only I can be. Free!
Am I dreaming or is that you? I hear sweet bells of love so true. Am I dreaming or was that your honeyed kisses that I feel? They taste so candied as if you knew. Am I dreaming? If it is true please do not wake me from this blissful blue.
On a bright Springy day I found myself thinking what before me must lay. I jumped out of bed, prettied up and grabbed ahold of my coffee cup. A sense of boredom flashed through my mind but I swept it away and prepared for this dawn to dark. Rushed out the door as one always does but wait…did I hear a mourning dove? I raised my head to get a view and what I seen was a field of flowers buzzing like bumble bees not only a few.