I am the wind
soft and invisible
yet roofs i tear asunder
waters of the sea
i twist and hold
hurl and maul into hurricanes
i am the sun's morning rays
sweet yet intensely feeble
soothing on the skin
but vicious to the ants
i am that first love
deep and intense and virgin
pure and stupid and crazy
unforgettable,
yet often burnt out
in the intensity of its own depth
i am me
i am the path not taken
i am the promise unkept
i am the expectation unmet
i am me
the best kept secret
the loss you hate to remember
i am
just
me
© March 2012
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