Gusts of Gentle Breeze

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2002

A prevailing wind



Invisible to our naked eye



It touches our pores



Sails on by that lingers on our skin



A sheet of lace you continue to run through



A constant stream, gusts of gentle breeze, that lifts your body afloat, upward



Looking over the boulevard below



Swatting the clouds in your way



Blocking the pestering light of the sun that gleams



Climbing at such an altitude



Such speed



Gasping for air, ignoring your own safety as you feel your blood running thinner



Noticing a cease of movement



Noticing the movement of the earth rushing, hurtling, being thrown at you



Everything



Everything is coming closer too fast



Heart pumping, racing



Senses heightened



Open and aware



Everything



Everything is coming too close



Too close to your face, you forcefully guard with your arms, before you awaken, and



Breathe once again...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Was inspired by the song "Another Morning Stoner" by "...And You Will Know Us By The Trail of the Dead" (I LOVE that name!!) A group I recently added to my fav list. (http://www.trailofdead.com)

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poetvg's picture

neat piece .

gentle's picture

To me, this is the same sensation one would receive when doing anything that defies the law of the air like parachuting, skiing or even landing in an airplane.

Such excitement!!!

BTW, love your site!!! If you ever do write those sci fi scripts, I'd love to check out the movie. I am a big fan & I have a feeling they would be great.

Amy


Gentle is the night♥