You whisper to me on the swirling wind
On the breeze, on the balmy breath of the day
Sweet words float around me
In fragments and puffs
But I cannot capture them
To hold them close
Elusively dancing on the edge of the tangible
You whisper to me on the swirling wind
On the breeze, on the balmy breath of the day
Sweet words float around me
In fragments and puffs
But I cannot capture them
To hold them close
Elusively dancing on the edge of the tangible
Ah…something all writers have felt…expressed well.
catch it if you can…
beautiful
Thank you. 😀
your words make me dream *sigh* xx
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