Thoughts of you blow in the breeze
Gusts, sometimes silent, often soft breezes
I fly on wild windy thoughts of you
Then the wind changes directions without a cue
Makes me wonder why I choose to fly upon thoughts of you
The way you feel changes often and I have no reason to
Attach myself in any way to thoughts of you for smiles
or to relax my health
I shake my head and wonder why I do this
My answer is usually thoughts of you help me get through all this~
I have no right to think of you in such ways
But honestly thoughts of you in bliss gets me through my days