The ephemeral surge of breeze
kiss the arid dust of memories
as I reminisce the times of yore
of the love we once pleasured
My body quivers in gentle twitch
as the chilly zephyr touches my skin
lit the anguish of its flickering ember
of poignant sentiments lock in my heart
The awakening sense brought by the twist
instills a spell to my soul languishing in forlorn
and now is invigorated and lifted up with hope
as the wind emanates from you as it gushes in
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