The Breeze

Gentle breeze around me curling
I feel your breath brushing my cheek
My underarms, my neck, my legs.
Softly cooling, sweetly breathing
Over me, whispering words of peace.
Gently stirring the Rowan leaves
Above me, they sway and swish

The Breeze

Fanning the earth beneath.
The birds sway as they perch and sing
The cornflowers quiver in their sea of blue.
Gentle breeze as you touch me, I too,
Feel the tremors of love
Aches and throbs my heart
While my love and I are apart.


Sheila Jakobsson