A Secret On The Wind | Early Poems - Poem by Anna Maria
Today I whispered you to the breeze;
I sang you to the sunset.
I spoke your name to the birds and to the trees.
I told them of my love for you.
I asked the sun to kiss your face,
And pleaded the gentle wind to caress your skin.
How can I forget you my love?
You are with me always, everywhere.
You exist within me; you surround me.
You are sewn into my flesh,
Buried inside my beating heart.
You are growing in my lungs.
I cannot stop hearing your thoughts.
I cannot stop seeing your dreams.
I cannot stop feeling your spirit.
What shall I do?
I think I will expire without you.
I am fatally wounded,
Bleeding to death from your love.
It haunts me; it blinds me.
I cannot think.
I cannot sleep.
I cannot eat.
I cannot see.
I cannot hear.
I cannot speak.
I cannot breath.
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