02 September, 2010

Wild is the Wind

You touch me
I hear the sound of mandolins
You kiss me
With your kiss my life begins
You're spring to me
All things to me
Don't you know you're life itself
Like a leaf clings to a tree
Oh my darling,
Cling to me
For we're creatures
of the wind
And wild is the wind

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