Echo
Clouds disperse in rumbling gloom
feathers swirl their essence in return, spinning
tingling your presence
your thoughts in me respond rekindling the whooshing winds
as grasses refresh massaging
I feel your breath
while I am left scared, blurred,
the resuscitation within my soul continues …….
Copyright © Johnny Pyro | Year Posted 2010
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