The square root of a kiss is a hum

I hum under my breath

When i contemplate the drum of your heart

My heart beats with the pulse

I revel in the whisper

that lifts me like the wind

An instrument in tune

with you

My love is the wind's slave

and thus is free

My love is the wind that is shaped as it passes

through the lips of earthly vessels

into words of freedom

My love is the winds song:

I am the earths imagination wandering

I seep through the cracks

explore the unseen

I ripple the grass

and move life

My love is my souls dedication

How do I love thee





Author's Notes/Comments: 

I found this in a notebook, i wrote it a long time kay. I thought it was pretty good.

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