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Every day the temperature climbs Ever higher into the sky The sky responds in turn By sending a warm wind down to Earth The wind brings warm air to share Flowers spring up every where Tender grass grows Where lethargic leaf piles have been Above all else the wind brings life It reaches out and touches every being Even places in me I thought long dormant Sad thing is I didn't even know I don't know how it happened I felt so alive with you Simple skills I have to re-learn A detachment I've seemed to form From the world I hid Until a breath of spring Gently woke me from my winter slumber I didn't know you had affected me so greatly So much more attune To the seasons I have been Anticipating every turn of leaf Every flower bud opened Such discreet things take care to remind me The touch of another person The feel of fine cloth upon skin Of simple treasures once lost As spring progresses Summer creeps up behind it Full of warm sunshine and lush promises A silent world I live in now You probably won't bother With reading my petty thoughts But it feels good to have it said out loud So now I won't burden anyone but paper
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Feb 11, 2011
Feb 11, 2011 at 5:13 PM UTC
Summer Comes With The Winds
Every day the temperature climbs Ever higher into the sky The sky responds in turn By sending a warm wind down to Earth The wind brings warm air to share Flowers spring up every where Tender grass grows Where lethargic leaf piles have been Above all else the wind brings life It reaches out and touches every being Even places in me I thought long dormant Sad thing is I didn't even know I don't know how it happened I felt so alive with you Simple skills I have to re-learn A detachment I've seemed to form From the world I hid Until a breath of spring Gently woke me from my winter slumber I didn't know you had affected me so greatly So much more attune To the seasons I have been Anticipating every turn of leaf Every flower bud opened Such discreet things take care to remind me The touch of another person The feel of fine cloth upon skin Of simple treasures once lost As spring progresses Summer creeps up behind it Full of warm sunshine and lush promises A silent world I live in now You probably won't bother With reading my petty thoughts But it feels good to have it said out loud So now I won't burden anyone but paper
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katie-walker
American
Feb 11, 2011
Feb 11, 2011 at 5:13 PM UTC
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