ah to be that girl

down by the sea side the atmosphere was sticky from the salt in the air
she walked by and broke off a flower from the near by vine
as the sun was setting she sighed and placed the purple bloom in her hair.
the soon to be evening sky was clear, the clouds were scattered thin
exchanging their shape with new colors on their skin
the over sized star of glowing yellow and oranges sank slowly into the hills
a breeze blew on by and gave her brownish complexion chills.

there's nothing to do in this small town
too simple for words, too complex for meaning
no where to go, and nothing to see

she sat on the dock, and played with a pebble that was left behind.
she rolled it on her finger tips, touching the wet wood
her eyes were set onto the emptiness of the water
small currents began to move with the motions of the delicate wind
she sighed again, and threw the pebble into the water
the splashing softened and made endless ripples
small stretching to big, and big becoming large,
until it was oversized and it reached her feet.

Her ears awakened with the familiar noises voiced by the night life
frogs singing to their mates, and crickets playing their symphonies
the radiant glowing that beamed from the fireflies-
a display of luminosity not worth missing.

so simple a thought, a place in time worth creating
the stresses of life that can be over powering
a nice escape from reality.