She blows by
A breeze of beautiful beginnings
Black hair like ashes
From yesterday's fire
She moves in sunlit shape
Barefoot and unbridled
Looking at leaves
Picking berries
Like a bird that lightly lands
Only to fly quickly away
She blows by
A breath of rain
Softness in the way she parts her lips
To let her hello fall
Refreshing as morning dew
Laying on the blades
She is evergreen and gorgeous
Though she walks away, alone
She blows by
Like someone's sprinkled cologne
Caught up in the afternoon care
Causing you to stop, but for a fleeting instant
Turn, look...
Find the sweet pea soul
That escaped into the vast and gone
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