Thursday, January 29, 2009


To our dearest dearest,



~
A soft and quiet breath escapes from my lips.
I tie it on a paper airplane,
and release it to the heavens.
No matter how far, it travels
to find its way to you.

A wisp of a warm breeze, a stray summer's kiss,
to gently brush your hair and,
ever so softly,
whisper a blessing to your ear.
 

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