Like a Dandelion in the Wind

The leaves fell softly like dandelions floating in the wind; The crinkling sound under my feet unmatched except by the cackling of flame. Wintery winds gusted and pushed me back into remission As the warmth left my fingertips – as the frigid air Crept in, suddenly the addiction fleeted like a bad memory You blot … Continue reading Like a Dandelion in the Wind