3futzing around with this idea i've had for a while, it's probably the third thing i've written about this idea... whatevs... enjoy :)
Child of Nature
The gray of his eyes
Is snowflakes in the winter
And frost on the edges of the window
The warmth of his smile is
Summer breeze brushing
The fireflies through the muggy night.
His flame-red hair
Is the death of leaves in fall
Gently wafting down to go to sleep.
His brown brown skin
Is the richness of spring earth
Mild softness, taking in my touch.
His face is the harmony
To the melody of nature
And he lives and dies and lives again
Just to break my heart.