Waltz of Wind


Sting of wind

Burns my face

A reminder that

Love is gone

Like the wind

Beginning strong

A gust to

A winding wind

through my limbs

embracing me

softly curled

my fingers leave

falling down

to the ground

wafting along

a tempest gone

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