Summer Wind - Poem by Basil Bucolic
I know you from murmuring forests,
I know you from blossoming fields,
You come as a taste of a honey
& melt as unmutual love.
You're not a sweet blowing of moment,
You're not a longtime hurricane,
You just make me suffer again
Those days which must never come back.
Oh wind unforetasted of summer,
Go, fill lonely sorrowful souls,
Go deep inside them, but oh don't
Forget about my soul in want.
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