Flowers In The Wind Of Your Hair

I'm inebriated by the flowers
Laced into your hair
There is essence of pollen
In the mist
There is a painfully
Sad music in the breeze

But then you flood with your smile

I feel the ocean of you
Lapping my face
I'm drowning in your essence
I can't breathe
Nor do I want to
All I want is to float
To effervesce into your sphere

I can feel the whirl wind
On your lips
I know what it is to be
Swept into you
I'm lost in the dream
For a moment I feel claustrophobic
In the next instance I don't care