It is well past midnight... the breeze feels so nice on my skin...the night air crisp and cold, gently bitting at my skin...i stand here on my balchony, nothing but a smooth, silky bit of clothing between my bare legs and the night winds...i look up to the sky, its a purpleish blue hue, with some soft puffy white and grey night clouds surronding a beautiful pale yellow moon, the stars are twinkling slightly..seeming more faded everyday...as the summer months get closer the more they will fade, only to shine bright once the winter comes again..i close my eyes and smile, the wind whipping my hair against my face and felsh, soft, dancing in the winds...i still cant help but feel like something is missing..and troubled my mind stays..as i turn around and climb in my bed...i lay under the warmth of the blankets and sheets, waiting for the relm of dream to come take me away...tomorrow is a new day..
and my kingdom awaits me, ready to bend at my will, ready to fall and rebuild at my beck and call,
what am i missing?
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I'm doing this because someone said it would be good to look back on in afew years..and sometimes it just helps to get it off your chest.
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