(Musical muse)
When the wind blows
It plays a noble tune
drifting out the night breeze
where poignant hearts bleat
where poignant hearts bleat
Love is like wind
Gentle at times
can never end
but sometimes dies
Wind may be high
So as may be low
It can be dry
or wet like the snow
Wind can change
Twist and curl
Like when loves over
ends your world
Love can be strong
like wind in a storm
Suddenly may bend
forcing its way to end
©Lynda Ferrer/2014
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