The Whispering Wind
she stands outside
reason : unknown
the leaves crackle as they glide
the wind picks up, trees are blown.
the sun captures her in a spotlight
rays of hope fall beside her
hence the cool air, it warms the fright
the house behind her, fades to a blur
racing thoughts, escape her head
taken away with each gust of wind,each whisper
with all the tears she ever shed
all the pain, made history
soon the wind falls dead
she doesn't move, just remains still
the world,frozen, no commotion in her head
then it all happens against her will
a warm breeze brushes her neck
chills race to the tips of her toes
shes forced to move, only to check
'cause shes off the ground before she knows
her mind, still on pause
a smile brightens her face
can't imagine a possible cause
her heart beats a different pace
the wind lets out another whisper
somehow forming a full statement
" kiss her "
suddenly her lips gain a tingling sensation
not realizing her eyes were closed
slowly she opens them
not sure what her sight may behold
gradually she gains feeling again
his presence, now tangible
not just a whisper in the wind
her heart, currently unreliable
but its magic, this feeling, him..
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