Let the
wind caress your hair so gently,
As I
watch you silently, secretly.
Your
soft pink lips enchant my soul—
A silent
call I can't control.
The sky
now wears a cloak of gray,
And
blessing drops begin to play.
The
flowers sway, the trees all sing,
As
raindrops kiss your glistening skin.
You
dance beneath the cloudy skies,
A fairy
born of whispered sighs.
The
sparkle deep within your eyes
Feels
like a tale where true love lies.
Your
scent—a spell both wild and sweet,
Pulls me
close, knocks me off my feet.
Oh
beloved, won’t you dance with me,
And spin
forever, wild and free?
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