The Wind Through and Through the Trees

The wind was crawling through and through the trees,
and through again your hair as dark and thick 
as fog, my fingers curled all through it, like
a breeze your lips came near my ear, a soft
and throaty whisper poured all out and lay
as calm as grass and stillness of the hills.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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