My Perfect Breeze

Have I found the perfect breeze
A caressing wind not too hard or soft
Airy, light, setting my mind at ease
Moving these delicate, pillowy clouds aloft

Fragrant of wild flowers and the sea
Who is this, this man that entices me
He draws me in, like a shooting star
Leaving me breathless in awe from afar

Reminiscent of a perfect sky
Deep, blue, and fantastically bright
Openness leaves me with a sigh
This angel rushes to me in flight

He to me is the perfect night
One warm, blissful and serene
His soothing words hold me tight
A closeness, I dare only dreamed

Yet his perfection is so hard to find
As that which to his hand extends
And none I’ll ever treasure more
Than simply to have him as my friend
One I will cherish and always adore...