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When the North Wind blows, it howls, it blows
To toss my ship in frigid cold.
The icy wet does chill my breast,
And hardens hearts, both young and old.

When the East Wind Blows, it laughs, it blows.
Its mischief sends my ship astray.
What fancy fun the East Wind hums,
But leaves my charts in disarray.

When the South Wind blows, it screams, it blows.
Such stormy shrieks do scrape the rails.
This wind, with rain, brings numbing pain.
Its screeching voice could tear my sails.

But when the West Wind blows, it sighs, it knows
Its whisper, soft, will gain my trust.
And on voyage long, it sings its song
And gives my ship a gentle gust.

When the West Wind blows, it knows, it knows.
Shaking hands and the goggles you bought her
keep her dreaming almost every night
First day back and forgot to say hey
keep her crying every other night

Remind her how it feels to hold her like last night
and she was sober enough to remember your hand around her thigh
Be careful with what you say,she becomes enchanted

Stolen glances,you have to buy her chocolates
that's how you will win her heart
Christmas day and you have to call her
that's how you won't lose her

Remind her she's not just another star in your sky
she's the sun if you look her through a telescope you'll get blind
Be careful how you treat her,don't leave her stranded

Unheard words and the clubs where you hold her
keep her thinking how you almost kissed her
One day soon tell her how you missed her
keep her far from other girls, how you kissed them

Remind her how you must have lost your mind
and she's not brave enough to catch your every single sign
Be careful what you do,act like you never take her for granted
Find a Poet Not a poser, not a "it's just a hobby" poet. Find one who mumbles lines as they scramble for a pen at breakfast; who shakes their head randomly when their thoughts aren't rhyming properly;  who has notebooks stashed around the house that you must never touch.
2. Listen Savor the spoken words, for those are harder to express. Keep in mind that they can't be edited and re-written, and be forgiving when a mistake is made.
3. Read The body speaks as loudly as words on a page do. When their eyes are closed or focused on the ceiling and the fingers are tapping out syllables, recognize the unique process. Respect the need for quiet, because if you look closely, you can read the poem on their face before they write it on the page.
4. Write Write your story together. Grab hold of the pen and hang on as you move across the page of life. Sometimes you will dance across, others you will be dragged. You may have to cross out a word, or a line, or a page, but don't give up. Discouragement is a poet's biggest enemy, inarticulateness their biggest fear. So end each day with a semi-colon, because the story will never end the way you think it will, and there must be room for more. There is always room for more, more words, more laughter, more tears, more love,
When you love a poet.
There are daydreams when I'm lost in your love
the one I never had but always asked
This is when I remember you most
your hair and the way you talk
and your eyes missing nothing at all

My new friends built on my new life
I still laugh,the way you remember(if you still do)
It's been a year,I can't forget you
For my love poems, I devote all of them to you

There are nighthoughts when I want the past back
the chance we had but never asked
This is when I miss you most
my hands trembling every time you talk
and my eyes searching for yours

I hope my thoughts reach you sometimes
and you have a place for me in your heart
I hope your life is the way you imagined
and you remember me when you rarely laugh

My new friends don't judge my silly rhymes
I joke with them,the way I would(with you)
It's been thirteen months, I can't live οn a memory
For my first love, I'll always think of you
I'll never forget you as long as I live
Remember the castle we built that could fit us both
my clumsiness and your gracefully hands?
It still stands there waiting for us to play in its gardens
I promise I won't step on the flowers

You are the princess and I'm the remains of a duchess
who had learnt to dance in moments of awkwardness
And you were there laughing, holding my tiara
when the others turned their heads the other way

Remember the castle we built that nothing'd break
our strong bond and my dreamy rhymes?
It still is there but there arrows shooting the windows
I promise I'll do my best, hold on

We were just children playing with wooden swords
Steady feet don't fail me now, I'm ready to fight
They are there lurking,watching to see the fall out
who would have thought all this insanity?

Remember the castle we built that had no prisons
they have put us in and left us there stranded
It still waits for us to break free, oh free
And I have a pen and you but she's got nothing at all

It's repeating history, darkened and twisted,
all we've worked for, crumbling like grains of sand
You'll never see me cry 'cause of her little white lies
Life just goes on without asking if you've moved on

Remember the castle we built with trees and knights
and the ball that we danced all night?
It still waits with the boy you kissed under the stars
I whispered constellations to break the spells

You'll take your crown again and I''ll write again
about love and dragons and seas and clouds
And you will laugh with my incohesive thoughts
and the others far away as long as we have each other
*for ju*
Did I ever tell you you're my saviour?
There were days when I felt a little too lonely
and everybody would think I'm strange
There were days that blend together
and a face without a name

I must have been a person who never spoke
'cause I'm still surprised by my own voice
and you were there to make it heard

I can't remember how it used to be,
a single figure learning how to live
and pages were my only way

You know I don't know how to be a friend
and sometimes I think I cry too much
because I can't forget us in the schoolyard
and there moments I almost touch the past

Did I ever tell you you're my saviour?
Μissing you is like orange autumn leaves
that will never be alive again
Missing you is like colours mixed
in a bursting maze of thoughts

It must have been cold before I met you
'cause I now feel your hug embracing
and I don't know what I'd do without you

I can't remember how I used to be
without someone to love me back
and words are my only way

You know I don't know how to keep a friend
and sometimes I think I might be losing you
because trains and ships take you too far
and there's nothing I can do to bring you back

Did I ever tell you you're my saviour?
There are days when I'm so glad
because you make goodbyes so sad
There are days that I hear your name
unconcsiously it makes me smile
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