Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

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The Wayward Wind

April winds.
Cold but dry.
Rambling around 
Buildings, tall and short.
They seem to have a voice:
       Come back to me.
       Come back to me.

I hate such wayward winds
They insist 
       I miss you so.
       I miss you so.
My heart is like a stone.
She left.
Her fault
Blow wind blow
In its lamenting tunes.

But then it slowed.
It was a wind no more.
A soft breeze had blown 
The clouds away.

A knock on the door.
There she stood,
Eyes sparkling
Lips quivering.
       I came to prepare breakfast
      Just for you and me.
The kiss was long and lingering.

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