The wind

I want to be the wind
play with leaves on a cool summer afternoon
Run like a horse
at the deserts of Dubai.
Make rain fall
on a hot summer evening

But most of all
I want to be the wind
So I can come to you,
where ever you are
Run through your hair
and caress your face
ever so gently


11.7.2011

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