Every time i take him to work in the early am,
I always feel like dracula on the way home.
” oh no the streetlights are turning off!” (Cue dracula music)
I see wynona ryder with her arms raised as i race down the road… ” oh no i see where the sun is rising! Not yet, not yet!”
The sweet taste of victory when i reach my valley, fly into the house, and back into bed.
Category: Living
Lady wind is ablown
feel her whisper through my hair
Lady wind is a blown
she can be evil or fair
my lady wind coming round the bend
flowing through the trees captivating me with her breeze
Lady wind kisses my face touches my soul takes me to another place
Blessed be my friends
Scarlet Luna-Mia Lombardi | Luna the moon Rose 