Listening To the Wind
Listening to the wind whisper her name,
as cerulean waves cascade to shore;
love sparks passion's all-consuming flame.
Cupid's arrow flew with uncanny aim,
striking my heart at its romantic core;
listening to the wind whisper her name.
Seeking no answers nor assigning blame;
as the keys of trust unlock every door,
love sparks passion's all-consuming flame.
Primordial urges run wild to tame,
inviting feelings, I wish to explore;
listening to the wind whisper her name.
Naked and yet oblivious to shame,
happier than I've ever been before;
love sparks passion's all-consuming flame.
We are different, and yet, somehow the same;
deeply in love with the one we adore.
Listening to the wind whisper her name;
love sparks passion's all-consuming flame.
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