Cradled by the gentle puffs of scented lace
gracefully dancing past the sun with fragrant steps
refreshing honeysuckle daubs the peaceful air
painting colours in my mind making all thoughts crystal
clear
As the wind caress the waves that coil and kiss the sand
whistling past the vines that stretch for freedom
twisting ropes of grass with Sighs of pitchless laughter
not knowing how to unslip the love knots, we have tied
Weaving reds into the sky with streaks of golden blaze
trailing clouds across the Fire with tranquil display
leaving blurred birthmarks upon the waiting eyes that follow
as the wind sets the heaven's path with racing speed
The rise and fall of the ridge way hues
as a night shade curtains open stars to the horizon
leaving pitch black words unspoken between us
as the sun and wind travel to greet the bottom of the world
Adding your comment:
well even if you think its hard to write, you wrote it wonderfully 
