like fresh fallen snow
she laid there, drifting
innocent and pure
her skin a soft red glow
queen of the sun
so calm and so pure
you are the queen of the sun
waiting for the eyes
for the eyes to come
nights of summer
warm summer nights
deep shades of blue
stargazing, watching from the other side
together with you
you and i
You and I
those kisses
like explosions
in the sky
Ghosts in the Trees
she ponders
a reality which might not exist
so firmly, that a new world
arises from its mist