As a matter of Heart

Nature's  fling

 

Breeze, gentle... sometimes rash... flirted with her hair... Whispered promises of distant lands... Precious rain drops sparkled on her brow... Little pearls... Her head she lifted, ever so slightly... Inviting... Slightly parted lips... gave away only half a smile... Such a tease...



 'Aren't you my girl?'...Thundered the clouds, asking...She blinked, and lowered her gaze...Speaking words she couldn't utter...She never looked up again...Her answer...pierced through his heart... in a lightening...