The Air of Peace

Poem about desire for excitement when surrounded by peace - please rate and/or review!

The Air of Peace

The subtlety of splendor
Drowning the views of many;
A lone flower graces her ear,
Harmonies flowing from all but one valley.

The bosom of her surroundings,
A blinding wall to friends and lovers;
Hope continues searching for a home here,
For all wanting has been lost.

She has but a glimmer to hold onto
For the souls in the valley
Who know nothing of her calm
That makes her breaths seamless.

She breathes a little deeper,
Wishing for a taste of the poisonous clamor,
Pulsing her heart
And tingling her veins.