Embrace

Horns honking people pushing.

Lights flash and so do minds.

The smell of stress and humanity overpowers my senses.

Yet as eyes slowly embrace lips are not far behind.

At once all is lost but somehow 'one'.

She is the energy of a thousand winds rushing;
but with the wisper of a pine trees first breath.

Around us though are horns honking, people pushing.

lights flashing...

lights flashing...