All that Saves

A warm wind blows
Her warm-blonde hair
Waving, washing
If you dare
A wave that washes
Over me
A pale black night
A memory
A scent that makes it
All come back
A warmth that crushes
Tit-for-tat
A surge that brushes
‘Gainst her mind
That rushes through
The sands of time
And in that moment
Stillness reigns
A Savior’s love
Is all that saves

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