The Wind Has Places To Go

You were like a sweet cool breeze sweeping across my sweat drenched face in the scotching Sahara heat

The way it runs its fingers in your hair vaporizing your disquieting thoughts

Lingers on your sticky skin whispering promises of relief

Lifting your skirts wickedly with no shame

Leaving your body wanting, aching for more

Like a little girl twirling to her favorite song

I stretched out my arms to you

Welcomed you

I couldn’t remember yesterday

I didn’t care for tomorrow

I was content with your presence in the present

But the wind has places to go

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