Fall into rose petals.
Feel the softness
of their shelter
where the sun is
the sound of summer
and night is the
sweet scent of the air.
The rain is
the morning dew,
and wind is the voice
of one who whispers
in your dreams.
Drift now
to where the
world is quiet
but for the sounds
of summer days
and nights
to the petals of the rose.
I fell into these sweet words and emotions… beautiful
I really like that! xx
Thank you.