When these bellowing winds learn how to whisper,
I'll uncover my ears and learn how to listen,
to whatever stories the winds want to tell.
When the stale cold air is fresh with mint,
I'll take a deep breath and expose my skin,
to whatever sensation the air wants to impart.
When what you say shows in what you do,
I will give you the whole of my heart.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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I agree with the last line!!
ReplyDeletePls make more bloggings