Eyes Of Aqua

Wind thru my hair in a silver convertible

honey from a farmers market

red rocks all around me

a flower in my hair

the grass under me

the sky above me

shadows against the wall

singing to me in the dark

falling asleep to the sweet lullaby of a heart beating

waking up to aqua

wishing the day and night would never end

the bittersweet juice of passion fruit staining the sheets

the laughter

the laughter.

promise?

promise.

sadness forgotten for now.

My weekend was amazing.