gentle breezes tease
through the rolled-down window of my car
feel it through my teeth
and long for something so much more
let the cool air chill me,
makes me feel alive
dulls the hankering to exit
long before the clock strikes five
how the summer wind is beckoning,
feel it in my bones
i am surely reckoning,
chasing the unknown
enough of these old skeletons
that shackle me in dark
send them off to neverland
none too soon to depart
for the winds of change are whispering
feel it in my bones
take me to my soul’s past
a place that i called home
Photo by Alexandra Leru on Unsplash
Musings of a Taiwanese American Adoptee 
lovely poem ~
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thank you!
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This is great, I was especially stricken by the ‘feel it through my teeth’ line. I swear for a moment I felt it!
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Thank you so much!
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