The Breeze [Ancient Writings]

This piece was the first time I wrote something that was completely random because of something that suddenly inspired me.

I guess you could say the weather was my first ever writing prompt.


The sensational feeling of your cool touch, the gentle fingers caressing my hair.

The comfortable wrap around my body leading my fantasies towards a new person, feeling the same as me,

to an undiscovered world.

You cleanse me from the whispers of my past; guiding me into the future, but allowing me to enjoy the present.

Making beautiful muziq against my body while laughing with trees and whistling happily through every darkened path.

Though at times you are frustrated, tense and cast me away into a lonely, frozen nightmare. You hear my cries, ease my pain and restore your gentle touch.

The natural love of………….
The Breeze


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