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Humming a soft tune came down the wind With airy fingers, it tousled my hair Rubbing its cold cheeks on mine, tickling me, it reeled round tugging at my skirt like a naughty kid and amorously lifting it up like a lover Like soft tendrils it coiled all around me inviting me for a waltz Between hushed breaths and murmured tones it talked to me endless whispering sweet nothings in my attentive ear I felt love pouring down on me I wished to cage it to enjoy its sweet company But like an apparition, it disappeared into thin air! I couldn’t follow its trail but as it passed, I saw a tumbleweed tremble far above the ground!
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Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 6:11 AM UTC
The Wind's Trail
Humming a soft tune came down the wind With airy fingers, it tousled my hair Rubbing its cold cheeks on mine, tickling me, it reeled round tugging at my skirt like a naughty kid and amorously lifting it up like a lover Like soft tendrils it coiled all around me inviting me for a waltz Between hushed breaths and murmured tones it talked to me endless whispering sweet nothings in my attentive ear I felt love pouring down on me I wished to cage it to enjoy its sweet company But like an apparition, it disappeared into thin air! I couldn’t follow its trail but as it passed, I saw a tumbleweed tremble far above the ground!
valsa-george
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Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 6:11 AM UTC
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