That Smell Only Your Nose Knows ⛅️

Wind gusts blow
asking for moments in my life
moments I need to remember…

Almost tenderly
the wind leaves a soft kiss
on my cheek
as my hair flows over my face…

I feel his finger tips
though he’s so far away.
Whisper in my ear
what I need to know.
Not tomorrow,

The wind calms
the sun pierces thorough the clouds
“Be happy,” it tells me,
as I wish for another morning
when wind carries your smell
of that promise of rain
that moment
that’s become
a memory


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Break the silence. End the violence.

Luke Atkins

Film, Music, and Television Critic

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