The weather is mild it makes my spirit wild
the raging wind is running around me again
making me think of you when your love was true
the rain has stopped just for a moment
When I start to think of you it started all back up again
An old wild wind is very far from done when my spirit
started to run because of your unbinding spells
that put me through so much hell
Weeping willows wave their long tendrils of goodbyes
this is a battle fight just like the wild winds
Passionless bodies that envy love with pointless dreams
like limbs that flaunt in vein into the rain of pain
such narrowness of fame of so much darken memories
You have nothing to offer but wild winds.
- Judy Emery © 1989
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery