Sometimes, I wish
I were a breeze
To carry fragrances to you
from flowers you’ve never seen;
Far away blooms
that have never blushed
beneath your gaze…
I would bring their scent to you
With my hands lift fragrance
Entice you to inhale.
Yes,
I would be a breeze
Even though it meant
You could never hold me.
I would be a breeze
Because you would
inhale me.
ajp
12/4/2013