breath in love
Touring skies
Asphalt guides me
The wind lifts my hair
As you exhale
Look my way.
Engine stops
Quiet.
Breeze in leaves
Crickets nearby
I sigh.
We jump
Over that stream
Trickling…
You tickle me
You see me.
Imagination
Intertwined in the ground
And with yours
Vibrations of Your music
Hits me. Moves me.
It is not why
I ask
But just
Be
Here with me now.
Asphalt guides me
The wind lifts my hair
As you exhale
Look my way.
Engine stops
Quiet.
Breeze in leaves
Crickets nearby
I sigh.
We jump
Over that stream
Trickling…
You tickle me
You see me.
Imagination
Intertwined in the ground
And with yours
Vibrations of Your music
Hits me. Moves me.
It is not why
I ask
But just
Be
Here with me now.
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