Chimes

wind chimes

in her voice,

as she raises a hand to her

golden - navy

hair,

and she laughs,

breathlessly,

whispered melody.

a ray of sun,

with night captured

in her

green - brown

eyes,

dark and light,

almost like i am

drunk on her

vision –

and i know i love her, but she's only

a memory – of

wind chimes.