more poetry

I dreamt about the summer.
I lay on a summer field.
The flowers around me
slowly left its fragrance on me.

I was walking alone on a beach
The waves teased my feet
soft thoch on my skin.

I dreamt about the sun on my skin,
warmly shining on my face.

And there you were.
In the warmth of the sun
on a beutiful summer feild
there you were.
In your hand you held a
red apple.
On the blanket beside you
a basket with fruit.

There you were
in the beutiful summer feild
warm and safe.