Summer gaze
Walking together down memory lane. Feet tap into the sound of the beat. Whispering secrets beneath the apple tree. Dreaming in comfort I lie imbedded in the loving arms of the forest. The warmth of the sun dampens my skin. The bee's buss blissfully in the arms of the summers flowers. I sway with the sun flowers on this beautiful summer day. -Chrystalle |
Black walnut tree
The black walnut tree. Mocks the tinged wisp skin of the orange. Whispering lies into the innocent winds, Turning royal orchards into shrivaled leaves. Confidence leaking out as over rip syrup. The black walnut tree. Rooted tall, head in the air, rises with the glory of the sun, bearing sweet fruit of the afternoon. As the sun lays down to rest her weary eyes, Karma turns with the migratino of the birds. The lumberjack roars, The little black walnut tree will talk no more. -Chrystalle |
Follower
Given curiousity fills all my senses as blank brown bags ly infront of me. My senses ignite as my hand gets tickled by an unusual ball soft to squeeze. My nose falls off wondering around surrounded by the presence of the tropical era. My nose dives into coconut aroma, blissful and strong, not shy to show off its vibrant scents. My nose idles the aroma like a little girl idles her mom. Following where ever it went. Humble in nature, pure at heart, the coconut doesnt mind alittle company. -Chrystalle |
Practice your point
Tie toe quietly onto the freshly cleansesd marble floor. moving gently not wanting to hurt my delicate muscles. Toes pointed in practice as straight as the bar. Dance slowly to the beat of the masters direction. Wrapping the pink ribbons gracefully around my ankles. Blush powdered lightly to flush my bear skin. Slip on the ruffled costume and ready for the great night to begin. -Chrystalle |