Shallow winds dance around me as I stand in the mist.
Watching the leaves twirling and dancing as they kiss the ground before being tossed into oblivion.
A silent observer of their sacrifice.
I wonder if I too could be made to disappear so easily.
If somehow the wind swirling about me could reach inside of me and pull that which is me out,
then toss me away.
My meaning and existence snuffed out in one quick puff.
As the wetness of the sky falls upon me I close my eyes
as the coolness of the wind dances through me
This is for 100 word prompt at Velvet Verbosity. Prompt is STORM.