The Wind
Like that, that faced the captain Flint
Or a wind, that baby's gentle hand feels, when it is playing
In the sand
The wind that comes with the ocean breeze not cold not hot
Just like caprice,
That a woman, when she is loved and loves, demands to kiss her hands through gloves
I really feel that you would like
To go with the wind on strike
And stop it from the turning leaves in parks that lay around beneath
It smells like autumn
During spring
Or winter with the no link
To a sudden cold in the heart
When blows in summer very hot
The kissing wind all over you
When you are walking on the dew,
Along the night beach hand in hand
Enjoying starry milky land:)))
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