I.yapang Lemtur Poems

Every sunrise waits for her eyes to open,
The soft wind blows to touch her skin,
and caress her soft hair, Her fair reflection adorns the mirror in it's solitude,
Every smile waits for her lips to part,
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Come and take my hand,
Thou' wonder wind of wonders,
Make me and take me in your form,
into your one element,
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Felt your soft touch on me,
And melt deep into my heart,
Felt your arms around me,
And I had my tears run dry,
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