Severed Winds

dream or not?

 

His warm fingers tangles in mine

As we walk down the empty shore

His blue never ending eyes smile

His breath holds again the wind

As our bare feet make

Their own impression in the sand

He voice is carried by the wind

Escaping my heeding

I ask again, my unknowing

He calls again

But still the defiant winds

Takes his sweet words for themselves

The wind blows stronger

Pelting my skin with piercing sand

I call out his name

But the greedy wind takes my fear

For himself again

I try to grab tighter on his hand

My heart racing as I am disconnected

From his words

He starts to run

My feet cannot move fast enough

He runs faster still

My breath is caught and I am falling behind

In less then an instant his fingers

Escape mine

My screams aren’t even heard by me

The wind laughs wicked

And pulls me to my knees

Panic growing with in me

Watching him run away from me

Sand stings my throat

Leaving a burning need for air

As the sand showers me again

It is in my eyes blinding

It is in my skin cutting

I gasp for air pleading myself to stand

The wind continues to smile without a face

And laugh without a face

I am not alone

And his footprints are erased by this very wind

I cannot think as the wind blows into my mouth

Its cold strength reaching through my bones

Into my very soul

My will

The wind takes it

And unwilling I stand

The breeze has stilled

And empty beach

With still water

And untouched sand

I feel panic as my body rises

Walking into the water

I face the cold, cold death

And unable to fight with myself

I cannot stop

The water consumes my legs

The cold chill a numbing warning

I try to scream for help

But instead I hear words I never met to spoke

“Try to stop us”

I hear myself laugh as water reaches up to chin

I cannot control my body

I cannot feel my body

I only feel the cold wind within me

Salt water fills my mouth

Into my lungs floods my death

I cannot breath

I feel my eyes sting from the salt

As I go under

Walking still when my head is covered

And I hear only a soft little laugh

Before the world fades

I see air bubbles I didn’t make fly to the surface

The cold, cold wind

And the water turns to black

As my mind fades

My body is my own again

AS I sink under

My eyes open

My breathing is labored

And I wake up shivering

My hair is wet and my mouth tastes of salt

And the wind crashed against the window

Laughing again

Reviews

[SilentDream]

The wind is wily, that's for sure.

Perfectly breathless. Well done!
~SilentDream

[deeps]

WOW! Very awesome
This just flowed so well and read perfect.
I can feel the rush of emotion in this.
This is very well written and expressed.
You are a very talented writer.

[Matthew Paul]

Certainly art. I much enjoyed this read.
Well done.