In those days, as wind thou haste away
Kissing the lonely grass beneath
Giving him the life amid his breath
Thou kisses has given him life
Yet without thine presence could not thrive
And always shalt be seen in awe
As warm thou kisses engraved a mark
And the mark reminded thy presence thereabouts
But to fall in agony, unknown of thy whereabouts..
'Soft as wind and warm as early sunshine,
Thou shalt return to be mine'
Awaits somewhere with hopes of spark.
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©tashinorbu
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