Your Breath

Upon your lips,
a fragrant spring breath;
in your hair,
a cool summer breeze
laden with jasmine
and the moon’s white scent.

~

Your face,
a twilight sun spilling
a bohemian song into the sky,
crimson breaths drifting
like unheard whispers,
then setting,
into my heart.

~

Your voice,
an autumn song blowing with the wind,
loosening all the red and golden leaves
and casting them tenderly,
raindrops in my heart.

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