My spirit of the wind

Once upon a december
You met me on the empty street,
I was looking down,seaching for the spirit of the wind...
I lost him last summer, dancing salsa with him....
I was alone...
I was sad...
I was missing my spirit,
I was missing the spirit of wind..
You were afraid-I just a ghost...
You were afraid-I can escape...
You were afraid-it just mistake...
You were afraid-it was not tru...
You were afraid-I wouldn't answer...
May be you were right...
I was afraid...I wanted to escape,
But just until I saw your eyes,
But just until I saw your soul,
And then I answer-yes..
And happy smile cross my face,
And your eyes starting dancing salsa...
You touch my hand-so gentle...
Just like a wind(in the summer)
You ask me for the dance under the rain...
And I answer -yes-again...
We were dancing under the rain...
And the wind was getting stronger...
And when the light cross the sky
I whisper to you-
You find me,you are come back,
We are dancing salsa again,
My spirit of the wind...