I visualize a girl...walking through filds of the evening. Her white dress draped over her body. Olive colored green skies. The wind turning her hair alive, like butterflies fluttering through the air. A strand gets stuck in her oh-so-soft lips. Her caressing hands, beautiful, limply, lay by her sides. Her gentle green eyes spot a daisy. She plucks it and blows it into the wind. And walks off towards the orange, red cherry of a sunset.