WIND
Wind blows
Translucent beauty
I can hear your voice carry
The sweet song of the wind
For an instant
Everything stops
Your presence is here
The fog disperses
And you are clear
Your smile makes my heart stop
The wind licks at your heels
Your smile turns sad
As you look at me one last time
You go as quickly as you came
A faint silhouette
Where you used to be
I crumple to the ground
And listen for your voice
But all I hear
Is the wind
xxx
This was originally a poem I wrote after the death of my great-grandmother, and after seeing it again, I thought it kinda fit cloud and aerith. /shrugs/