A soft breeze in a hot humid day.
A swirling falling feather flying over the air.
A slow ocean's wave bringing cold water to my toes.
A violin string and beautiful music from the other room.
A blank painting that captures my attention with its mysterious nothingness.
A swirling falling feather flying over the air.
A slow ocean's wave bringing cold water to my toes.
A violin string and beautiful music from the other room.
A blank painting that captures my attention with its mysterious nothingness.
I sigh;
As I let go of a long warm hug or a tender kiss,
And feel it winding away my pressure,
A I let my walls, safely, come down for a second,
And I start letting air into my lungs once again.
A I let my walls, safely, come down for a second,
And I start letting air into my lungs once again.
A little boy’s genuine smile,
An old man’s tears coursing his wrinkles,
A lady humming her song in the orchard,
A solider seeing his son for the first time.
It's every beautiful thing that's bound to make me feel lost.
I sigh.
I sigh.
A harmonica's melody;
I sigh again.
I sigh again.
-RK.
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