Windy Secrets

by Shealee   Sep 14, 2008


She sits outside
listening to the conversations of
the wind and leaves.

She closes her eyes
falling into the winds grip
making her float away.

She breaths slower
letting her drift out of her body
and into the winds fantasy world.

She opens her eyes
floating high above the trees
needing to speak those words

She opens her mouth
speaking so soft only
the wind can hear her.

She speaks her mind
having the wind cary the words of her heart
to the boy who needs to hear them the most.

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