As the wind speaks
Its whisper caresses your ears
Softly, softly
Intimately
Of secrets,
Of the minds,
and the hearts.
Bring me gently
To that quiet place
So we can whisper to one another
Just the two of us
When time has no meaning
In this infinite moment
Soon enough, it will end
With a hushed sigh
Full of longing
To that time and place
Where the wind speaks
chaosbeowulf, 26 Mar 2014, around 5:30 A.M.
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