Wind, My Lover

A gentle reminder hidden in the winds,
feeble gusts, truly telling
A story so old the earth
has no recollection,
Speaking softly,
whispering sweet nothings
Into the air,
Nurturing are her gales,
Embracing the sky with
unconditional love,
Daydreaming, she longs for her tidal soul mate,
Wishing his waves would grace her stream,
Dancing in the moon shadow,
causing havoc on the shores,
They are finally, together,
Shining once more.

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