I love the wind,
Before an evening summer storm
The way it tussles my hair
And swarms around me
The cricket's peaceful warning call
The breath of the sky against my skin
Akin to a feeling of serenity
And walking in the cool night air
Cares slide from my shoulders
Floating to the ground
As this wind before the storm
Swirls and surrounds.
Sep 17, 2010
Sep 17, 2010 at 12:22 PM UTC
I love the wind,
Before an evening summer storm
The way it tussles my hair
And swarms around me
The cricket's peaceful warning call
The breath of the sky against my skin
Akin to a feeling of serenity
And walking in the cool night air
Cares slide from my shoulders
Floating to the ground
As this wind before the storm
Swirls and surrounds.
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