listening to the whisper of the breeze as it rests on your skin

my soul takes a step forward

it comes out of my chest broken by waiting

it flies mingling with the cravings

with the subtle kisses

those who go by with their eyes closed

with the freshness of the dawn

with the sighs

with the romantic dance of your hair

joins with the caress of the lips

it narrows with the rhythm of your breath

dance to your heartbeat

it coordinates itself with the waltz steps

of your thoughts

it intertwines with your fingers tenderly

and madly

it remains when you look up

when you see the sky

when you make a wish.