Sunday, 1 March 2009

The Corniche Breeze

A sweet strong gust rushed around her, capturing her loose tresses and trailing them along its course, freeing her spirit for seconds untapped...

It caressed each strand, sweeping through them with its soft distinct touch, again and again and again...

She closed her eyes and felt it whisper in her ears, softly - I love you. An echo from with in trembled - I love you too...

It made her feel free and alive. It spoke to her soul. It eased her heart and mind for that moment in time. She felt a lightness with in; she was happy?

A whisp at a time felt alive as it swung to a peaceful rhythm, gathered around her neck for a glimmer, then lifted off again...

Her lips felt a hesitant kiss. Then it trailed further across to her cheeks and trebbled its beats with a reassurance of happier times that might be her tomorrow...

6 comments:

Meena said...

Making love to the wind?
Have a safe flight home, iA talk to you soon.

ommarah said...

Hehe or so its seems Meena. I like it though ...has a softness -of wanting and desire -but not full on hardcore passion hehe -liking it!

Meena said...

It does - sensual w/o a target.

Hayaah said...

lol

Glad u liked it girls ;)

Seriously though... The waves, The water, The breeze- together they take me away to another place...

Meena said...

Oh, Im pining for the ocean now....I should drive that way...such a lazy bum.

Hayaah said...

U REALLY SHOULD! :D