Tonight I miss you like the sky misses his moon, a delicate epiphany growing on grass. I serenade the breeze into dancing a cha cha cha, the mountains echo in the background. September sky never looked more charming, or the sublime petals of the rose looked so graceful.
I am the breeze. I drift and I wander. I meet people and i touch their hearts. but people don't stay with me. They leave me. And I keep on drifting and keep on wandering. That's my life.
Sometimes all you need to do is just hold on to yourself! Look at the stars in the sky, listen to the sweet murmurings of the breeze, inhale the fragrance of the night, and you will feel fine!
If lighthouse becomes a burning candle, flickered upon ocean's insanity.Your sailing heart there anchors to handle the obsessed breeze towards sand dune's vanity.