Hear the Wind Calling Your Name
Hear the wind calling your name.
He and I are just the same
Holding you in our arms – a frame,
Maybe “Memory” is its true name.
Do not despair, I am a spellcaster,
Runes in black written on alabaster -
Little stars tinkling faster and faster,
The night shifts, with the spellcaster
The wind does not have a just mind
He loves when love is by his side,
Coming and returning with the sea’s tide
But I, I do not have an blank mind
Watch when your love is not in your arms,
Sway when she is hiding her charms -
Do not wait for kisses flying in swarms -
Do you love when cupid naps in your arms?
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