untiltled

walking slightly ahead, this path seems familiar.

in the beginning

the wind blows a certain direction that sweeps my hair, hiding my face.

as i sway in the flow,

hands pull the streams away from disguising my likeness.

i see you see me.

and i smile

and for a moment, i can feel only the distance between us.

with the passing of time goes my fear.

flashes of heartbreak

of detachment

of intent

fall to the ground like leaves loose above head.

this wind alters emotions.

quick enough to change my direction

i tighten my coat just above my neck.

turning face to hide my eyes.

don’t look now.  don’t notice my defense unfolding.