• Her winds summers there and I blue,
    Someone starred hard enough,
    and then they never knew,
    Dark eyes just looking tough,
    but behind there's a mind, have you been there too,
    were the wire before you cut it,
    win the fight but want to shove it,
    her windswept hair,
    the polished nails,
    the lip gloss,
    cant draw my mind past the suns glare,
    orchard apples picked right, blinded,
    and one lands at your feet,
    picked up and spared,
    If only hearts were spared,
    and everyone else sought to know that one cared.