for you to hold

rich chocolate hair
bangs
born in the wrong decade
compulsive thoughts
wanderer



i smelled the air today
for the first time
in a long time
it was fresh and serene
simple and provoking
the sunshine fluttering through my fingers
the light dancing across my eyes
reflecting back my true iris color
a mischievous green
sprinkled with gold and a shimmering deep copper
i inhaled
as ben harper lyrics bounced around in my head
making me smile
I stood on my toes in my bare feet
a hint of mint lingering in the breeze
and felt absolutly content.