Lovesong.
One day,
the wind brushed
the back of my neck,
and I thought
about you.
A sudden scent,
pleasant - making me remember.
A happiness song, moving
through lips sculpted
from saccharine kisses.
Song moving air, moving me,
a breeze sent to touch me,
that I swallowed and gulped,
in case I forgot that,
I love you.