Monday, July 16, 2007

"To The Wind"

Fresh night air slaps me across the face stepping through the back door into the rain soaked alley, reminding me of how you breeze in and out of these wet days a rustling of leaves, a lilting feather and each breath with you tastes of cherry blossoms, each breath with you effortless and calm willing me to turn face to the wind. Aleathia Drehmer 2006

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