You're the silent wind
You blow these dry dark clouds
Away from my dreams
I try in many ways
To hold on to my only ground
Whenever you pass by me
But I'm this lonely reed
Surviving in a depleted marsh
How will i resist your will
In the cold dusk
When the moon shines of lust
You break every leaf of me
Your guilty innocence is a mystery
The way you look into my eyes
And see the deeper thrills
Yet pass on, Waiting for me
And my frail being
To hold you, a tempestuous wind
When will you alight at the dunes
And rescue me
When will you know that i feel your breeze
Am i the insignificant growth
Disturbing the Earth with my helpless roots
Or am i the sign of an oasis
In your deserted wills
Whence you shall seize to blow
And be my local breeze
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