I'm hyperventilating at the titillating notion That when there was love in the air We should have taken deeper breaths The wind is warm in the summer Each passing breeze is seamless And lacks any lenience Short gusts reveal its grievance But upon inhale I can still taste its sweetness I exhale And with it a kiss A small wisp whispers a wish I pluck a single leaf from my tree Untainted and pristine An unfathomable green Hold it within my folded hands The wind shifts as if to say Keep it But I release it anyway