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I heard the rustle of leaves.
Looking down at your feet,
I expected to see them there,
covering the floor,
but it was bare.
The first time you took my hand,
I heard the whisper of leaves
and a breeze rose up
around us. It was filled
not with leaves, but
with fractures of light
filling the air like dreams
given physical form.
The first time we kissed,
I once again heard
the crinkle of leaves.
Opening my eyes,
I saw they surrounded us,
fluttering through the air,
as if we were at the centre
of a whirlwind.
When you took your lips
away from mine,
the beautiful leaves
gave a happy sigh,
as if in content and
flew into the wind
away from us.
As they flew up
towards the sky,
so did my heart,
swelling full of wind
infused with wishes
made reality. Letting out
a happy sigh of my own,
I leaned in to kiss you again
and heard only
the sound of wind
and wishes fulfilled.
* For Michael who is a wish granted.
Oh sigh. So absolutely beautiful. 🙂