an almost kiss

House of Heart

I enjoy most the wind
carrying dandelion parachutes,
dispersing tiny seeds across a meadow.
That same breeze winding
erratic patterns into my hair.
The softness of a new sweater;
it will never feel so soft again.

I like to explore the meaning of
of life over a glass of wine,
all laid back and philosophic
unless it becomes distressing;
then a soft smile to break the tension
and an almost kiss.

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