Envy by Xyns

Mar 2014

Envy

A winter wind
Kisses thy flesh

A gentle breeze
Your face, it shall caress

I envy that air
For it must never stop
It's touch

Myself, however,
Has limits on how long
I may hold you

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Xyns Where Is My Mind?

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