warm wild wind, what are you trying to tell me?
you swim through the trees so recklessly
what is it you long to tell me?
sometimes a whisper sometimes a roar
your swell it serenely surrounds me
and nudges me home to a familiar front door
where i fumble in darkness for keys.
you haunt through my hair
rushing against my ears
and always reverse on a dime
destruction occasional
seasonally sensational
what is you keep on your mind?
and once in my room, you greet me soon
and dance life through two tired curtains
i sit down to talk
but you suddenly stop
your message left vague and uncertain
the stir you possess still silent as all,
i drown in a stagnant sea
of aimless air that sifts through the hall
with no ambition or reason to flee
warm wild wind
please visit again
for my heart begs a simple inquiry-
under what spell are we?
people pondering the breeze-
what is it that you're longing to tell me?