Where the Wind Blows
I sit looking, thinking of you
As fishes play their games
Beneath and on the surface
You were gone,gone too soon
I stand here to feel you there
I can hear names, names in my head
From the gentle wind
Whisltling unceasing
Telling me something,your name
Across the ocean I can hear clearly
Your name now in the wind trail
I feel to trace,standing now
My first step cold wet and passionate
Where the wind blows
For you...just for you.
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