The wings of wind, flying lightly past me as though whispering something,
Words withered at the corners,
while flying from across your side of the ocean uptil mine,
How ever carefully I try to listen , it drowns into noise , the way bells ring,
I turn around to find the broken shards of your words,
but there are none, even to whine;
While we were together , we smiled watching our hearts dance in the frenzy of rain,
But across the curtains of land and sea,
they now wander through the damp clouds of pain,
Have we lost each other, or has the fear of loneliness scared us into believing this,
Do you still love me the same,
or has my touch lost its warmth, that u nomore miss,
Does the moon you look at , still shines upon your memories of me,
Does the soft silence of sleep , crackle with my voice,
or do the dreams take you on a spree ,
The silence in these winds, the stilness of these trees,
The moonless nights, the empty hand that you once held ,
all cry in silent weeps,
All those memories flood my dreams, across timetables of sun and stars,
While a hope, unites lips with smiles,
eyes with hopes, promises with faith, locked across bars,
And I decide to wait, for the wind to bring me your words,
For your hand to fill mine, for our hearts to dance again,
like a rain-washed waltz of the birds.
All While I wait...........
I'll wait...
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