10.03.2009

Wind...

Will I ever see a more beautiful thing
than the glow of light against your skin
as you stand facing the Mountains view
your body strong against the Wind and
your eyes fixed in a knowing truth.

Will I ever see a more sensual sight
than the lines of your silhouette at night
cast as a shadow of the moonlight and will
you hear my whispered songs
my eyes fix too on a knowing.

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