Intimate Breeze

breeze

Windows open,

The breeze glides in,

Lapping at my skin,

Reminding of delicious times gone by.

~

Eyes closed,

I relish the moment.

The air glides, gently caressing neck, cheek,

Moving into memory.

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How firmly connected, memory and heart.

Encouraging the other to love and love and love

Based on a shared past filled with moments

Of which no one else is privy.

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Shared memories. Shared hearts.

Is there such a thing?

Oh, yes!

We agreed upon exactly that, lifetimes ago.

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And now we live it.

And all it takes is an evening breeze

To remind me

Of the rightness of that choice.

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