I am the abundance of wild flowers, dancing in a purple haze. I’m the rush found within the thrill of spontaneity in the early morn. I am the sound of softness when your bare feet hit cold gravel. I’m neither here nor there but I am everywhere. I am a tantalizing touch; sweet, forbidden and tempting fruit. I’m memories, in the back of your head, keeping your mind on a high. I am the radiance, k...