Emptiness of The Wind

The wind blows this restless night
Howling in the air it whispers
Blowing across my bare face it feels

Feeling the calmness slip along my face
the fragrance of life lingers through my lungs
Holding out my hand it wraps

Sighing in deep I gaze down
Only to see that nothings there

No life
No body
An empty dream

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the feel of this poem. Sort of lonely the words. I like the description and the ending was very good. Thank you.
Coyote