The Skwirl issued a challenge a bit ago to do a blog off the title "he/she touched me." Anyway, here's a poem, more or less off the top of my head (read not that great) by way of picking up the gauntlet.
Wooed by the Wind
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She touched me
her hand
accidentally touching mine
like a dream
her touch
a memory to hold
a memory that vanishes
in an instant
a zephyr
wafting across my mind
She gazes at me
her eyes
a flame under crystal glass
incandescent
her eyes
holding on to me
with a casual glance
does she know
she's a squall
blowing me over
She smiles at me
her grin
playfully dances
across her face
her smile
a simple politeness
or an intrigue
in a glance
hurricanes
rip through my mind
She stops and turns
I want to speak
I find I can't
she blows a kiss
I waft away
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