Listening to the sound of the wind,
Which I can not comprehend, because the bible tells us, "you do not know where it comes from nor where it goes".
So just sit and feel it.
Let it graze upon your soft silky skin, and again let it graze upon your soft silky skin.
Until the end where we would be together side by side, where the two collide on holy ground to be bound together in love just to sit together in old age to feel the wind.
Let it graze upon our soft skin as we sit in the spring, let it graze upon our soft silky skin.
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