The Kissing Wind

A warm, and gentle zephyr breeze
Kissed me gently, between my knees
And up it rose, between my thighs
Like sensual lips, and silent sighs

I quietly blushed, a pinkish red
As i lay upon, a flowery bed
Then slowly, i closed my shyish eyes
And dreamt of dreams, with butterflies

Their silken wings, softly fanned
Whilst my yearning soul, and heart expand
I kissed the breeze, and suns embrace
Which caressed my lips, then kissed my face

The wind grew wilder, And quite intense
Its' pure desires, caressed my essence
But soon passed, and gradually thinned
This soft, and sensual, kissing wind

by Jemia