Saturday, April 13, 2013
I am the wind.
It was your smile that caught my eye on that hazy afternoon as you were crossing over the St. Paul Bridge.
It was I that whispered your in your ear, you're wonderful.
I am the wind that blows through your hair on a summer afternoon.
I am the wind that carries your kiss across the sea into a sailor's dream.
Gentle I come as a soft breeze and carry you in my arms to an open field of spring flowers and warm sunlight that caresses your lips and hears your heart beat.
I am the wind that surrounds you with love on a winter night by a warm fire
It was I that whispered you're wonderful as you crossed over the St Paul Bridge on that hazy afternoon.