The Breeze
Before the breaking, my heart sees
Something beyond my expertise,
And on unknown sunny shores as these
I find my circumstances freeze,
Feelings that make me ill at ease
Wrapped in a reassuring breeze,
A gust that brings me to my knees,
Playing on my insecurities,
World-weary eyes are hard to please;
The wind on my face disagrees,
Unwraps myself and gently frees
The happiness it guarantees.
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