When the Wind Blows

April 8, 2011
When the wind blows he lets the trees whisper sweet nothings in my frostbit ears. The leaves gather around and brush by my shivering skin, as I twirl round and round with his hollow hands in mine. He gently kisses me with his wintery breath. I hold out my wings as he draws me close and caresses my cheek, as we escape Earth's grasp. I close my eyes and breath him in. His breath gives me life, his love sets me free. Without him I can not be, without him I'll blend into nothingness.

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Lilacs_Smell_Wonnerful This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 28, 2011 at 6:53 pm

This is good. Really good.


heather_marie replied...
Nov. 29, 2011 at 11:50 am
thank you:)
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