All in a golden afternoon, under skies of cloudless blue

I feel the breeze against my skin and start to think I’m okay to never love again

As long as days ease by like this

Then sweet solitude is better than a kiss

The crisp warm air of the countryside

Sunflowers standing tall, beaming with pride

To be barefoot in the soft grass blades

To chase trees limbs for a spot of shade

Alone in the wi...