Fire spread like pollen riding on the wings of wind.
Over a pasture plagued with drought.
Fierce flames consumed the fields.
Clouds danced in the distance.
To the songs of an evaporated sky.
The hills burned with emptiness.
And that's when I saw her.
Her passion flowed like rivers.
Her soul rippled like puddles meeting drops of rain.
Her eyes were the undertoe pulling me towards life.
Her voice whispered truths disguised as a lie.
Her smile sang songs that no station could play.
Her touch blossomed flowers even on the darkest of days.
The one from my dreams.
In my slumber we meet.
Wow! Really nice write, I loved your descriptions and imagery.
Some say looks can deceive.
Well maybe they were right.
We said our goodbyes and off she did fly.
High up into the heavenly sky.