Essence is the
single grain of
salt and sand
married under
a wave.

The wind is a living creature,
Just like you or me,
It has and obeys no leader,
And the wind will always be free.

I desire to make you warm
You're most safe in my arms
I wanna kiss your forehead
With you, I can't keep calm

I learn to speak your tongue
To impress you, I try my best
I try to make you laugh
When you're sad or depressed

You see me and I see you.
I have never met someone like you before.
You all of a sudden say you like me, is that true?
You open up a before locked up door.

As a warm cup of coffee you warm up my soul.
It is a feeling I had forgot.
But now I am no longer in control.
I guess I like you a lot.

You make me feel like I am 10 feet tall.
I can almost touch the blue sky.
But what if I loose my foothold and fall.
Would you catch me or let me die?

I feel so carefree in the cold and thin air.
I can see all the tiny people passing by.
But when I turned around, you were no longer there.
Did you forget me or was all of this just an evil lie?

Well, I guess there is no more to talk about.
So I suppose I should just let it dwell.
And as a candlestick being burned out.
I now bit you a bittersweet farewell.