Like a soft breeze,

hot summer breath

on my tanning skin…

A tingling waft, running

unexpectedly down my

back, leaving a goosebump trail…

A draft knocking me off my feet

blowing across the sea beneath.

 

Just like the wind, your love

I can’t hold in my hands, I

can’t measure or see, taste

or otherwise experience.

 

Which doesn’t mean

it does not exist… Like

a sweet zephyr blow,

your love is a mysterious bliss.

 

 

#NovemberNotes2017 – Like the wind * Triosense ft. Sara Gazarek

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In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by  Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies, Rosema from A Reading Writer and Máh from Writing is my Pensieve.❤