Soft

Hair pulled back

Snow on her shoulders

Her gaze is cast

Across the soft lit land

Like a natural high

She spins

And turns

And falls

Take my hand, love

We all shall spin and turn

She looks happy

For once

Love that girl

Earthy, hippie girl

Laying in the grass

With a pretty girl smile

Teasing it's way

Around her lips

Mischief is her game

Tonight

The Devil's in her eyes

And hands

Tonight

Dilated pupils

Very pink lips

She looks...thoughtful

Not sad though

Just deep in thought

Such a pretty girl

Such a troubled world

Inside her brain

As far as I {the eye} can see

She's my favorite

Spinning

Turning

Falling

Happy

Earthy

Hippie

Pretty

Mischeivous

Devilish

Pink

Thoughtful

Troubled

Girl