You

You are the wind rolling through my hair.
You are a fresh cup of coffee.
You are the first rays of sunlight
racing towards the earth
in the early morning.

The birds singing,
the distant sound of thunder
crashing through the
mountains-

You are a breath of winter air.
A refreshing gulp of clarity.
You surround my lungs much like
you surround my
mind-

arriving by storm and leaving
without even the
slightest

whisper.