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Antonio Castellaneta's avatar

I loved the quiet atmosphere of this poem. The breeze feels less like weather and more like a gentle companion arriving exactly when it is needed. My favorite lines were “I craved it to be / A gentle caressing me / Asking nothing as a fee,” because they capture that longing for comfort without demands. At times the rhyme seems to guide the wording more than the image itself, but the overall feeling remains tender and reflective. Thank you for sharing another beautiful heartbeat.

Carlo Mahfouz's avatar

Your words are a treat, Antonio! Thank you for reading and building these connections to them and me. Have a great day :)