
I was not ready
Not by a long shot
For the breeze
That was you
For in the moment
I saw you and your breeze
Was the same moment
You decided to show me
The hurricane living
Inside the breeze that
I thought defined you..
I was not ready
Not for a breeze
And its hurricane…
© Incandescent Moon (2014)
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