Gone with the Wind

I can feel your presence
withering away,
as a flower
touched by Autumn kiss.

And in the shores
where I’ve laid my presence,
your Summer’s beauty
can’t reach my eyelids.

I can feel from afar
how you make love with the wind,
and I crave for you!
– I dream!
(and in return, I crave to be dreamed)

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