The East Wind Doth Blow

leaves blowing from long branches in my direction like a swarm of bees
as if I am the honey they seek.
I can't figure whether to run or let them be...
or be their honey
these simple pieces of carbon have no life
they are not human beings
yet they were headed for me as if they could see me.

There was something familiar about this breeze
as they approached me I realized they were not acting on their own
you are their master
love filled my spirit and I couldn't move
the sooner they reach me the better
I just want to be consumed in what ever you send my way
I just want your words to be my thoughts
your footsteps to be the beat of my heart

your wind leads these leaves to circle me
to dance with my impatience
to show me that your love is worth me waiting
worth me remaining elated until you can give me the touch
you want me to keep anticipating.
It was as if some leaf blower were controlling my
temperature, my temperature is rising

your wind takes me over
there is no way to compromise with it
I can't fight it
controlling my site like a sparkle in the night
its you, I feel you're warm embrace standing in place
with satisfaction written all over my face

I miss you, I miss us
I miss the way we connect without touch
I miss the sin of lusting after you
I just want to be in the vehicle you're driving
I just want you to know that I still feel you in my lungs
that I cannot continue to breath without the thought of you
that if I could choose to separate from this life
I would settle for being a simple wheel on your bike
I am the kite you are my air

I cross my arms over my chest
close my eyes and imagine your hold
the leaves spiral up my body the way you used
to kiss me
I don't want this wind to stop blowing
I don't want these leaves to stop flowing
I feel like I am floating
I feel you invisible all around me
I want you next to me

I grab hold to one leaf
as I realize this is temporary and they must go
I understand that the wind must carry these leaves
off to do what leaves do
but this wind leaves me with intensified thoughts of you.
I will return to here, we will flow again...
The East Wind Doth Blow


Copyright 2009 Shelly B.