Natural love
My Love,
The wind is fierce
I breathe it in afraid it will leave
Each brush creates electricity
Lifting my hair off my neck
Taking my soul higher and higher
Your wind blown kiss
leaves my mind in a mist
The wind bites me I begin to shiver
Wishing I could have more
I invite the cold to invade my whole
Heart is beating
Lungs are heaving
All foggy don't lose me
You're gone, I must be dreaming
Missing you dearly,
Your one and only
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