My Love for the Wind

Fri, 05/25/2018 - 20:27 -- Es

The soft breeze, the natural air, it's amazing. It's like it's making love to me. Saying it loves me, and cuddling with me. While the windy noises puts me to sleep, giving me a comfortable feeling. Almost like nature and the uniqueness of Earth is my only true love. The slow natural air, it touches me in a strange but addicting way, a way that I want to be touched. I love it when I'm touched like this, blowing through miles and miles of skin. It feels so good. I love the smell, I love it through my hair. I love it so much and I know it loves me too from all the pleasure it's given me. It, may be, the love I'll never get over.

This poem is about: 
Me

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