I wish I would be a wind
Blowing away the pain
Like a balm on the skin
Through the nerves so tense
Bringing in an air
A smooth healing, a real sense
A rope out of despair
But my body hurts
My words, like a wound
Fading in a blur
Sighing for your perfume
So darling,
Let us try harder
Struggling
Growing our endeavour
Raising
Our will like a prayer
And a beautiful morning, yes, I'll see on your angel face,
twinkling like a holy grace, your hair, on the caress of the wind...
I wish I would be a wind
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