The Gift Of The Wind Poem by L.B. Temuco

The Gift Of The Wind



I love you
we flow to the edge
love you I
of our mouths
you I love
and spread like water
beneath the weight
of our bursting hearts
I suffocate in your
dark rejoicing
I am one
without ever thinking
I follow you
in every dream
There is always the love
that sounds like
the gift of the wind
We leave nothing
outside ourselves

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