Aretha Franklin. Day Dreaming

Come with me, she gently whispered
while she rested her chin on his shoulders
took him in her arms; let her fingertips rest
just underneath his belly button. You and I
you know, we can both read the wind ~

He took a deep breath felt the scent
of her skin underneath his skin, closed
his eye and shut off the incoming messages
from the surrounding atmosphere; it was just
him and her breath, the only wind suddenly
his lips felt numb but before he got the time
to react, touch his lips with his finger he felt
the wind, her breath playfully but gently
caressing his lips, his lips immediately
relaxed and he slowly laid back, rested his
head on the wall.

- I wish you where here he said and sighed
while a bird landed on the ledge outside
the window, start pecking at the window
begging for some sunflower seeds. He opened
his eyes and she was not there anymore . . .