I'M Near I'M the Wind
My eyes see the shoulders of bottomless sadness
You're lonely again you are single anew
I'm mournful with you, melancholy as madness
is endless and tears are betraying now you.
You're looking in faceless their pitiful image
They will never answer to you with their warmth
The world made the border for us it gave limit
The cold came in home and it froze our souls.
Your home is alone it is far from the centre,
Hey, look in the window you'll see only mine
The spleen comes as iceberg I want to surrender
You will not get out and I'm leaving I'm fine.
My sight is so bloody I'm sleepless I'm tired
And red-blooded poppies have grown near fence
I can fall in them and forget that I'm fired
to back the origins and my sober sense.
You're sad in the end of desirable summer
I'm breathing with you with this sadness again,
Who am I? No answer, it looks like some drama
I'm near in the leaves these have fallen with rain.
I'm wind and I blow in the face of your beauty
I'm kissing with tenderness sweet lips of yours
You will never see me you are really moody
You will never know you won't call me of course.
I'm wind and I'm having your sadness in twisting
I play and I laugh in your hair today,
But I will not open my heart with my whisper,
Hey, find me in skies if you are on your way.
I'm wind and I know, after suffering being
I'll make your eyes dry I'll will take bitter tears,
There won't be confessions and sugar of singing
You know I am near with these whispering leaves.
You'll see I'll be closer you'll see, I'll be tender
You'll see I'll dispel you impossible woe
I'm here I'm in height, but can be your lander
I'm here in your hair and I don't have to go.
Oh, dear, will you hear me not far from your threshold?
You know I have come to you just like your guest
I'm near, God has let me, I'm big like the all world,
I found your lost home with the fire in chest.
I'm near I'm the wind and you know me, my honey,
When I have some time I am flying to you,
You won't be so sad, you will see, all is funny,
And you will be happy I want it, it's true.
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2016
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