Drift beyond the boundless sea.
Where whispering winds forever be.
Our lips, touch.
Our souls, entwine.
Floating embers fall from trees,
Feather-like and feather-free.
Your breath, and mine,
Dance
Into the night.
Anushiére SaiZodá,2010
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