Wind's Caress PDF Print E-mail
Written by Wayne Adam   

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A poem about the wind.

 

 

I close my eyes amid summer day,

She rushes to greet me,

Caressing my body—

My hair, my face with cool long fingers

 

Suggestive thoughts through her windy whispers

Entices my spirit to join her in lofty plains

As we dance entwined on rapture heights,

With a gentle kiss I open my eyes—

 She’s gone

  

 





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