Pink Skies

Warm sunkissed sands, pebbled pathways and rocky shorelines.

Clouds fluffy on the horizon of Ganja kissed skies,

Damp skin glistening in the summer heat.

How could I not get lost in your eyes?

Cool breeze running rampant across her skin,

Her thoughts are hazy and up in the clouds.

Her spirit is wild but her heart is yours.