A hand, flutering over skin.

A whisper, wake up, wake up.

A kiss, barly touching, and hear,

whit its own texture.

Word spoken softly

into the ears,

survive, stranger.

The feeling

of water on

the chest.

The wind, keeping secrets,

bringing life from one mouth

to another.

Leaves rustling,

as eyes open,

and the wind keeping

its secret.