Dandelion Kiss

This poem was inspired by a person, a prompt and a quote. Today the wonderful Haiku of Heather Zieffle , a prompt of "First Kiss" and a quote of “Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.” by Thich Nhat Hanh that came up in my writers.com work group. All 3 inspired this poem.

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I blow the dandelion

into the air

seeds of my breath

search for you everywhere.

The market street in Istanbul,

The Bosporus Ferry

with it's air so cool,

The Blue Mosque and it's call to pray

periodically playing citywide

throughout the day.

The park where your children play

and laugh and sing which is their way

The seeds, they rush yet flow both

slow and fast

my kiss upon them meant to last

for any raging storm or sunny day

won't cause them a bit of delay.

Another first kiss I send to you

on wings of nature's first bloom

to soar and fly on my exhale

through the air to you they sail.

They won't get lost because this kiss

is preordained as such, to seek you out

and feel your touch.

The question is who'll find you first

me or my breath on sailing seeds for

to race to your side is all I need.

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Thanks for reading! Now go read the above... :)