Through my looking glass

I only wish I could capture this moment for you. Where the air is filled with smoke and the sky is the color of cinder. The smell of rain hitting dusty pavement. The trees and the way they rustle, the leaves how they sway a symphony. Forceful winds stir the natural scent of the air into my living room moving the grey blue curtains in a way that is something of a blanket on a clothing line in an evenings day. The breeze chilling the bare parts of my body all the while sprinklers run in the silence of the night.

These are the moments I truly endure with great longing for another to share and appreciate for a single moment I can always feel again.