The Wind

The wind tussling atop the trees, sending down the raindrops that had laid upon the leaves.Encapsulated in every warm water splash , a wake up to your memory like a summertime bath. I stood still for a period of time and yet my heart raced to feel yours next to mine .Silence challenged as I sing from memory and from deep inside I set the words free. The wind tussling atop the trees, sending down the raindrops that had laid upon the leaves.