Drift away

Floating in the wind.
Like feathers drifting on it.
Your touch soft and delicate.
Lips brushed.
Fingers that trace my lips and face.
Delicate like petals.
Your warmth that intoxicates
I’m enamored

We drift silently
Back and forth
Till lines had blurred and I no longer know where I start and where you end
For the wind
had drifted
And I am enamored
And you are there
And I am swept away …..

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