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The Wind

The Wind

Tags: love, poem
The wind pulled us both away from sleep, 

a chorus of countless whispers along hills and still streets, 

becoming the unseen hands 

rattling windows and eaves

When you shivered against me and I couldn't see you yet, 

only the vague outline of a sleepy beautiful

face as our hands lightly clasped, 

squeezing each time the house 

trembles and trees stay.

Lips cover mine slowly,

bare legs entwining, nails delicately tracing 

the curve of your spine.

I can only remember the soft taps of a 

heartbeat like raindrops in the distance, 

each touch a clear hum of electricity, 

the currents potent and relentless.

This is when it's best, no plan or ceremony to what we do, 

only skin joining and exploring each other 

like two beings were once one, 

and have spent each life since then slowly 

drifting back to one another, 

refusing to ever part again.

The wind pulls apart leaves and branches 

and scatters clouds of water and earth everywhere

but its chorus of whispers pulls us together, 

becomes the unseen force merging two longing forms

When you shiver against me and 

I can only remember being inside you where I belong, 

each breath and move fusing us, 

the currents potent and relentless.

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