Night's Breeze

August 6, 2011
By Anonymous

Your love is like
A summer night’s breeze.
It has always been there
To move me,
To soothe me,
To bubble and brew me.
What made sense
Is lost.
Twas hard to catch
Is caught.
It ruffles my hair,
My heart,
My soul.
To that summer breeze,
I smile.


The author's comments:
Thought up on a road trip.

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