The Wind
I am the wind
You cannot see me but you can feel me
Breezing gently through your hair
Brushing slightly across your cheek
Whispering softly 'neath your ear
I am the wind whirling,howling,roaring
blowing fiercely against the desert sand
which sifts silently in the hourglass of your soul
I will not fail you,nor leave your side
till you smell fresh rain again
and soak under cascading waterfalls
I am the wind extinguishing wild fire
which scars the lifeline of your palm
I am the wind blowing whimsically
in the honey fragrance of each meadow
where you lay beneath a half sun
I breathe my warmth where your cold fingers
gather forget-me-not petals
that fall ever so slow
with every drip drop of my fluetish tapping sound
I am the wind,I will carry you to places ,far
I'd tickle your lips with fluttering feathers
of early doves which soar above your mirthful past
I'd strip your thought bare till I touch that heart
I am the wind wafting by your pillowcase
I play within your dreams
with each seductive move
Capturing the hour of a star
I linger in the depths of all that once was dark
I pour rose- scented zephyr into your night
and We would never part,No! We'll never part
I am the wind
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