The Calm Breeze

It was colder than other March nights,

Which had followed a tough day at work,

As I stared at the stars,

Concentrating on your voice,

As you spoke vulnerably,

And laughed uncontrollably,

Making me feel,

A lot less scared for the world.

And as the cold breeze blew my hair,

Leaving goose bumps on my skin,

It felt as if you hugged me,

Despite all the distance between us.

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