Brisk coolness warms spirit

    Now officially the day has transferred to the night
time. I have slept the day away. I find it funny that I
am alert in brisk coldness but warmth puts me to
sleep.

   Even still the night air clings to the musky day.
Not even a bit of chill hinted in the air. Now branching
out into the evening I head to the store in search of
a color to spark creativity.

   Still a sight to behold. Cinnamon curls cascade down
my back and frame my face. The dissheveled bed
hair still ever intoxicating. Full lips are licked and
outside I venture for that one last hint of color.

   Ever strong is the breeze but I am enjoying the
kisses across my pale neck and freckled face. My tiny
excursion outside. Oh to the store and home in
fifteen minutes. Still a moment to enjoy Jehovah's
amazing layers of blue skies.

    Now back inside a warm apartment. Oh no one
more feeling of the breeze. Oh Jehovah thank you.

    Ah my dear friend, alas, I did not forget about
you. I am certain you did enjoy the heated afternoon
and now you are settling in for the evening with
company and loved ones. So just do me one favor
and step outside before bedtime and enjoy the
coolness the evening has brought forth. Take that
few breaths and think of me.

   For soon I will step back outside for my sighs
before bed.

    Ah I do so enjoy peace. Soon I will have it.