jus wanting to ask the wind to carry my voice... so it's whistles whips my whispers away from this void... allow my tone to live if u will... off into an ear that's gone def to luv's dying thrills... with the sway of movement it's urs to listen to... as it speaks of emotions building for a climax letting loose... hear the breeze calling to the feel of words... blown away as the head spins to adjust to worth... floating in thin air to the one who's nerve it reaches changing the expression of features... touching the pleasure of sound in which distance closes in between two creatures... drifting with the care it takes to relate leaping like a breath from thy lips... as if a cyclones gust wanting the attention seeked in the return of directional change in winds... holding echos softly as vibes send flutters through shock waves causing ripples... explaining the drought taking place sitting alone awaiting a reply to raise a smile showing dimples...
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