The Breezy Breeze!
A breezy breeze touches my cheeks, I questioned him, "Who are you?" And he came back with the handsome style, that I want to share; I am the solitary, Who has neither a birth spot nor a death spot? Just keep on running from here to there. On or after your head to foot; Sorry, a little I'm hot but most of the occasions I am chill. I can create flowers to shower on you; Plus I can craft dirt to be in your eyes, I string on you and make music sweet I keep up the kite of your dreams and Blow the colorful bubbles of your need too I can be the best feeling in the world, Only the thing, you have to feel; He mumbled in my ear "seal your eyes", Sense the smoothness that touches You, your cheeks, Spread your arms, Stare at the blue, And have a bottom less breathe. You cant notice me and that is true, Although you can feel with more prospective.