juniper breeze

I call out your name,
it echoes back to me,
then murmurs away, on the
whim of a juniper breeze

from the canyon rim,
waiting patiently,
should my echoes course,
bring you back to me

your darling smile,
tamed a hard-hearted beast,
as was your style,
to sweeten my dreams

your voice in the air,
was all I needed to breathe,
please wait for me there,
on the wisp of a juniper breeze

S.A. Peck