valley of flowers

In my lonely road,
I feel a wind that's new.
One that carries,
The sweet scent of a flower.

I follow the smell,
With my eyes closed.
Beyond the wind,
Into the valley of flowers.

There you stood,
Tickling the wind,
In your garden of giggles,
With your fragrant touch.

I stood mesmerized
Jealous of the wind,
Yearning to be kissed,
By that sweet smile of yours.