Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

warm winds in the weathering days of summering
the sun and clouds in the air of moist and steam
the damp air and hint of savoury in the coolness
though it seems the abundance of cloud
has reached the realm of greenery and the forest
to forage if only in the dream of blossoms

a rainkiss of gentle touching
lips that desire the end of one's rational
representations
as if to say it is only loving the idea of you
your words

that are the wondering wonderful weakness
to say
as much as me to you

in warm winds
and cool breezes
rain blossoms
of you