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Half-chuckles flourishing in the night time scene
Slow deep breathes connect us
Staring into the darkened sky
We waited



But nothing came
Only a cool wind that blew leaves at our faces
And moved my hand onto yours
That's when I knew
I didn't want to wait for the stars to align
I just needed for you to be mine
and the elements seemed to agree..!
After waiting and waiting, day after day, the next words after the 3 dots came to my mind, and I was able to finish the poem in a beautiful way, at least that is what I think.
Perhaps the sun-kissed wanderings of an Old Fool
will reach us the way the Summer Wind does
Touching our souls
and stealing away the Lovers kiss
which while playful and passionate
holds no grounds in reality
but is born and settled
in those fleeting emotions
made giddy by sunlight and time off

His travels ramble the way their love does
there is no purpose, no destination
only the right now
and perhaps these Young Summer Lovers
This Timeless Old Fool
are meant to teach us something
about the right now
about life and moments and destinations
before we are all wrapped up
and swept away by the Summer Wind

— The End —