Whisping wind

by Danielle   May 18, 2007


I am that subtle breeze you choose to forsake,
I wisp around you on a hot day,
but you do not know i am here until i am long gone,
until it is too late.

I am the wind that constantly reminds you
to not forget the first touch,
but rather the last.

Now i lay here as still as death
on a hot summer day,
simply waiting for a storm to come in
and blow me away

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  • 17 years ago

    by Steph

    Very good! keep it up :)

  • 17 years ago

    by A Phoenyx in Flight

    Once again really great job

  • 17 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    Hey this is very touching... very beautiful write...

    "Now i lay here as still as death
    on a hot summer day,
    simply waiting for a storm to come in
    and blow me away "

    ^^ i loved this stanza....very emotional..

  • 17 years ago

    by Nikki

    This is really good.
    i really enjoed reading it..
    its very cute =)

  • 17 years ago

    by Sharr

    Excellent :)
    Keep It Up.

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