The Wind

Swayed by her scent
The wind follows her trail
In obvious awe of this wondrous creature
There are sails, birds and airplanes
In need of his attention
His focus is distracted
Everything stands still, in wait
Dependent on his return
Even the wind has a dream to fulfill on this morning.

Jéan-Pierre, Dean
6-1-06…9:15am,
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