captured by the wind

captured by the wind
in a moment of weakness
my thoughts flood the world
for a second
as space takes a new shape
when we close our eyes
connected by heart
by soul
by love
and by words

we are closer than the
ink to the paper
but further apart then stars and the moons
above
we can kiss all night
but reality will
separate even lovers
as morning comes

blown in different directions
we always come back
to be as close as only we can be
like the leaves blown off the trees
circling the sky
landing softly
in each others arms