She longed to see
tomorrow’s dreams
as today’s drifted
in winds of what was
further and further away
where not even a whisper
rustled gold turning leaves
not even faintest scent
trailed in air
her eyes turned
with her heart following suit
hoping moon dances of night
offered a glimpse
of what was to be
©MidwestFantasy
0812/2015
Picture from Google images–Moon wallpaper
Midwest Fantasy Writes 
Beautifully described. 💜
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