What do you think of this poem?

Hey. I am quite proud of this, something I thought up in the night just before I went to sleep. I may be proud of it, but I'd like to ask others opinions, just to see if I should be.

The wind chases itself,
around my curtains,
darting playfully,
in...

and out.
The wind is everywhere,
running its finger of chill down my spine,
whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
The wind and I are good friends,
For what are friends but those that enjoy each others company?
That,
The wind and I do.

Thanks for reading, and hopefully commenting,
Britz

that was good you should put it on poetry.com

that was good

that's good

I really like it.

I love it! That's a really pretty poem.

I hope you post up more.