The Message
The wind I asked,
A message of my love for you to carry
And with its sweet breeze, I begged, the softest of
Kisses on your enviable lips from me to place,
A reminder to you that
Your presence I miss, your love and
Your affection
While dreaming of your blessed
Return.
The wind,
Eager to please,
Opened its lofty wigs and flew to all
Directions,
Searching for you everywhere, my urgent
Message to deliver
The time passed,
Waiting became unbearable as hours, days and months,
Declined to advance
So
Autumn wind brought no reply
Neither did that of winter’s or that
Of spring’s
Then
The summer came and with it, the
Long-awaited wind, finally, arrived
But
The breeze I had once sent, unrecognizable, had
Now returned:
A howling hurricane
For
You, my love, had my kiss
Rejected!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 SEPTEMBER 2014
Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2014
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