A faint breeze of laughter blew one day
It made my heart tickle
It was no gust
It was a slow creeping warmth of tender
I could feel it resonate with me
I could see the world through its eyes
I could read its mind whilst it soars through trees and above
A fresh, rare, and exiting feeling
I felt so close to it
How plesant it was knowing I correspond
To something
Calming yet assertive
Playful yet canny
Oh I would fly with it forever
But a breeze is just a breeze
It was a bat of an eye coming through
I couldn't get hold of it
As it is not mine to hold
But allow me to rejoice it with glee
Even for a second
