Distant touch

faint stirring wind
skitters across skin
the cold soothing in the afternoon heat,
first gust then a storm unfolds
rushing to the east
running, flying to you,
this sending of wind that kissed me,
now caresses you,
across the distance,
in the soft hush,
feel my touch

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