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takes my breath away

Through an open window, I felt the dying breeze
of the morning as a curtain swayed in its rhythm.
As a warm Spring day was rising in its wake
and filled the room with the heavenly scents of Spring.
I heard the sound of a pleasant giggle in the wind
and as I looked I caught a glimpse of her spinning
round and round as she dance her way across
the field towards the meadow.
I could not help but smile as it slowly sank in for 
mere moments before she came into the room kissed
me on top of my head hugged me briefly 
and long enough to breathe in her scent. 
Before opening the window and leaving me 
alone once again at my desk working.
Another of her subtle little ways of distracting me
for my own good as it gets me and out of chair and
walking about and always in pursuit of the
most beautiful woman in the world.
And on this occasion, I would have to stop
and pick up some very carefully placed
articles of clothing along the way
to catching up to and finding the one who
always takes my breath away.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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