The Breeze

I love walking alone to find breeze

The breeze can not be seen, but it can be felt

So I close my eyes and let the blast of the breeze graze my skin

It feel so cold and spear to my bones

I try to be heedful that I can hear the breeze whispering to me

I can hark his stories and his secrets

I laugh and cry hearing his journey

Sometimes the breeze is the best partner in the loneliness 

Because the breeze remain silent but he tell you everything

The lips of the breeze are sealed but we can understand each other

Without saying a word

The breeze come and sweep all my sorrows away

                                                                                            Poem by : Vanesa Indrawan

I bought this lovely dress from Montgomery at Jalan Bahureksa No.1 Bandung- Indonesia. You guys can also check out the facebook in Montgomery boutique . Special thanks for my lovely sister who took and edited my photos ^^.