My mom always told me, that dandelions were magic.

That they could grant wishes.
Or that they could travel over,
long distances.

The other day sitting in my car,
a dandelion puff came blowing in my window.
I thought of you and blew it out,
into the wind heading your direction.

It carries my love with it.
If you see the dandelion puff.
It is there from me to you,
And lets you know that I am thinking of you.

I pick them up and blow them your way.
Hoping they reach their destination.

Maybe they don't, maybe it's just a fairytale.
But I like to believe that they do.
So I will continue to pick them up,
and blow them to you.

Like kisses in the wind.