A view worth breathing one more time, yes

Still I want to say: viewing is always a spectacular thing
indeed. Odd how admiring the beauty of Jehovah's
creations gives good tingles of joy. The sky, the
evening. Interesting how all fall to one eventful
viewing.

Hmm close eyes long enough to absorb all senses. The
images that form bring upon a smile. How
breathtaking the moment all is. All that is created in
one blink of eyes.

More and more I exhale. Going deeper and deeper
into a form of relaxation. Sitting here so mellow in
soft cotton. Absorbing all the happiness. Noting all
my emotions are completely controlled.

Only one is hard to contain. Yet I strive in every way
to have it under lock and key. Still I smirk widely.

Please, please dear friend recall that just one whisper,
one weed means so much to me. That the little pieces
of oddity are far more fascinating. The little phrases,
verses that push me forward.

One smile at a time. Leaping, jumping far and wide
for one dream, one hope. Oh yes. Still I recall the
beauty of the evening. Looking back for one more
breath.

Ahh as I exhale and regain posture. Prepping for my
trip to make new memories in old cities.

Standing up glancing in mirror. Still have the splotchy
face yet tons better for remembering a view in the
evening sky to the cool pavement.

Yes odd I am. Silly I definitely can be. Emotional
female I rather not admit. Quirking and mysterious,
yes. Still do you want to know more?

Keep reading is all I can say. You might learn a thing
or two about this woman.

Until then silence may treat you well unless you
decide on a surprise or two.

Whispering on the wind, I say my prayers. Thinking
long and hard about a few memories I cherish.

I ask of you, only one thing. Remember me in a
dream. Hold me tight and cherish me. Then
someday tell me of this grand dream of happiness.