Wings Of The Wind Poem by L.B. Temuco

Wings Of The Wind



Sometimes I am there when you awaken
your being unravelling from its softness
bleeding beauty
the dawn still undecided
the air rushes to you like warm smoke
you are like water and diamonds
wings of the wind
and clear air

Friday, July 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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