ZEPHYR

O gentle wind 
You flow over me 
Seeping into my heart 
Like soft raindrops 
Quenching my thirst 

Like feathery words 
Brushing softly 
Against my soul 
Lingering 
Like a heady fragrance 
Long after you're gone 

You touch me silently 
In places 
I didn't know exist 
I find shelter 
In the warm cocoon 
Of your mist 

You are my earth 
You are my fire 
Your tender caress 
My unborn desire 
My every whim 
My fantasy 
My soul, my love 
My ecstasy 

O formless wisp 
Won't you show me 
Your hidden face 
I feel your touch 
A sensation 
Of loving grace 

As I lose myself

In the awareness

Of your mystical embrace

MS