Tinder

Ah, the breeze.

The cool night breeze ~
Suddenly huffs
Through my window ~
Pouring itself
Over every available
Inch of skin ~

Lulling me into
A languorous mood ~
Caressing my flesh ~
As it alternately
Teases and calms
My jangled nerves ~

The air is so fresh ~
It smells of freedom
And of faraway places ~
I fill my lungs and
Somehow I fill
My heart as well ~

And thus it is
That I go on ~
When all my hope
Should have
Been gone ~

Once more the spark
Within me is ignited ~
And I remember ~
That oxygen makes fire
Burn all the brighter ~