DREAMING OF YOU
This wind is now whistling
like a song in my ears.
Your distance is talking to me.
The clouds are swirling now
over my wings of beauty,
and I know you are by my side.
While the sunshine is fading,
you are returning to a stranza.
This is what I learn
from a golden silence,
while dreaming of you.
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