Cool Breezes

It starts as the merest hint, chasing autumn leaves around, whirlwinds of orange and yellows, and of earthly brown Smiles from blonde hair and blues eyes, ,lifts golden locks wind blown , thoughts abound. The soft caress, a touch of Spring warm Zephyrs, as she dons his ring. Cold,windswept , dark breezes,of the city The winds which lurking,prowl, have no heart nor pity. Wanting eyes hunger, for the music, of wind, blown,through the trees. Through out the city, shadows, as cast on a cool breeze.