the soft blow through my hair
it makes me feel so free this element that i see
it stays with me and only me
it flows with the essence of flowers
and brushes up against my skin
making me part of the wind
and i lay upon the wind as it rocks me to sleep
the wind will forever be apart of me and only me
as i lay in my deep slumber sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice peice. Good flow. Very graphic and sensual. It almost makes me feel the wind. A definite 10