...the wind is your name

cool whisper of the breeze
her lips; my glance
broken leaves underfoot
soft rhythm of rushing wind
her slightest glance upon me
broken light through the leaves
jumping lillies and quiet earth
sand underfoot & hardened cement
thin wire a slight deflection
a moon so much closer
young trees, supported in place
cool earth + echoes
percussive rattle
slithering grass
orb of light
noise of peace..

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my love, where are you...

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some people are friends, real friends
some people are fans...

some things better left...