Wind Song
All violet among the sky
We are desirous below the mist
I pull blue sensations among the wind
Awaken! The Fool will come again
So damp beyond the mud
I sense dry demons behind the flock
Atone! The demon gets weird
Totally violet among the slime
I am sparkling about the air
Extremely quiet among the fantasy
All shuddering beneath the wind
Wind, is thy love-song forgot
Copyright © Daniel Miltz | Year Posted 2018
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