Against the Wind

by Dwayne O. Foster

An angelic flower
	wrestling against the wind
Violent movements of passion
        boiling out from deep within
        the middle….
		a core melting
Eyes sweltering
	with the sin of man,
Yet, nestled in God’s
A beautiful being
	moving through my atmosphere,
Breathing my emotions….
        a potion of anxious fear
        smeared with the searing heat
	of an uncontrollable heartbeat
My name seeps softly
        from almost motionless lips...
A sound of limitless depth...
        the sweetest breathe of life
        grips my substance,
                accenting seduction...
A relaxing resonance
        penetrating my sense of beauty...
        soothing in the presence of reality.
Mesmerizing my reluctance to see me
        as the tree’s late summer leaves
        to the early autumn breeze
        blowing perpetually...
        stripping them of their greenery...
        leaving them falling wildly
		against the wind

Against the Wind by Dwayne O. Foster

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