Breathless

This poem is one I wrote for myself the day before I ended what I saw as the month-long relationship with Keith. I had to come to terms with the fact that it was the right thing to do. Didn't realize at the time I wrote it that sometimes the wind returns and needs your embrace.

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Breathless

To catch a gentle wind,
Breath of the Earth;
To feel the soft wet kiss
Of sweet rain on lips,
For even a brief part
Of the shortest eternity
Is as divinely impossible
As touching the fiery heart
Of the most distant star.

But I have done this.

And perhaps again,
In a different world,
I will do so once more.

And yet will I release the breeze
When my heart dares not continue
To bind the dying wind.

For happy am I in heart and soul
To have caught the wind,
And happier yet
That I could return its freedom.

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