Desire Poem by Jenny Williams

Desire



the wind blows on my face
in a soft and cool embrace
gently lifting my hair
moving, dancing all around
in fresh invigorating
bursts

he smiles in peaceful sleep
immersed within his dreams
her gentle kiss upon his lips
ignites in him the deepest need
to love his lady of the
breeze

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