Saturday, July 26, 2014

A word of the wind...

By the waterfront on a restless day
Lost a lonely heart in her gentle smile
Sands of time stand still for a while
As playful white gulls circle the bay
Years ago kissed a wind her name
But was forgotten in a worldly maze 
In two shadows crossed their ways
Slowly stirring inside an earnest flame
O! will these eyes ever again meet
For only if she knew how he truly felt
In whose depths tall mountains melt    
Or else this tale will stay incomplete
Behold a word these winds now loft
Same as that kissed years ago soft...

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