
to the melody of “Dust in the Wind”
I close my eyes,
and taste the breath that stays.
Silk between my lips—
I feel the world fade away.
All I am,
slips soft as sin,
like dust between my fingers,
again and again.
Once I dreamed
of touch that never ends—
but even love
returns to where it begins.
Whispered skin,
a fleeting hymn,
we’re dust between each other,
and I breathe you in.
Don’t weep for now,
the body’s just a flame.
I crossed that hush
and came back changed.
Every kiss
still drifts within—
just dust between our fingers,
again and again.

