Longing

This is not about a person per say. It is a personification of the wind.

Longing, always longing
for his wild embrace,
and caressing kiss.
With reddened cheeks
and tousled hair we walk
side by side.
We dance in circles and
fall into one another.

Author's Note

I feel that this is unfinished as I do many of my works.

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I see another one that's not quite finished...let me know when this sis done...seem the wind is a winter's bliss here by the words you give us...