Sunday Morning: the affecting

falling in love...what does it feel like?

The Wind…
A breath of life
It swirls, tingling
my core.
Embracing me
in its force,
Penned in the rhythm, I sway.
All encompassing, It moves
through the depths
of my bosom
with meaning I can’t
understand.
Now a part of me,
I am held captive
in its wake.