Brisa

Posted on by Mikki Hood

i close my eyes

and i hear the chimes

the soft whistle

of our winter breeze

my skin curls

crying out for you

it’s peaceful all around

i can finally breathe

and i can tell you

once and for all

how i really feel

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Published by Mikki Hood

Growing up I got to see the world through more than one window, in time I found I couldn’t go back to just the one. I fell in love with the many ways things are perceived. I just want to put some of them out there.

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