Sunday, 17 March 2019

She is the breeze




She is the breeze

She is my breath

Hides in the reeds,

Hangs in the boughs,

See her in the dawn.

Gracious beauty dances,

 With buds in my garden.

Pats and lifts

Wings of pretty birds.

Her lovely fragrance

I feel very close.

She taps dusty sand

And sprinkles fog.

Sunset in the seashore

She runs and giggles

Splashes the waves           

In the chilling night

Moonlighted with stars

She hugs me

I caught her breath

Fell in the sand

Fills goosebumps

Kisses for a long time

She is the breeze.

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