Heather burns - Soft Breezes Blow

A soft breeze taps
on my window
beckons me to listen
begs for attention.

I am carried away to
another place and you
images of your face
appears.

whispers are familiar
plays with my emotions
hair gently tangles
stealing the ribbons

I am caught in your
breeze

Heather burns

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