Teazhy's Pen

Take a look at the street   see the whistling wind     tussling with the trees   twirling their twigs besetting them branch by branch. feel the touch of the whistling wind       on your silky skin  so cold like icy snow ? rejuvenating and refreshing like green tea?. while walking listen to the whistling wind echoing enigmatic choruses wheeze wheeze wheeze like foghorn. as dusty as desert dust  or as misty as a dewy dawn  how horrible does it taste? ©Iamteazhy