so there am I all up in my mind
busy in the what ifs the what thes
along with all the other holy fucks
when out of nowhere comes a breeze
a song
in at the window
cool, lovely it moves across my skin
wants to play
cries: this
and i remember (thank god)
and only this
the utter grace of
this wind across this skin
felt from inside
from outside
swooning unconscionable
sweet sweet bliss

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