I lied:) I might write poetry once in a while thanks to my lovely inspirers (not a word but who cares!) Hope you enjoy!
He is the wind,
I am the earth,
Though we are far apart
I could feel him,
When he plays with my hair,
the grass is swaying,
Ever so silently he whistles a song,
making me tremble,
by accident I cause trouble for others
giggling at his playfulness,
and crying because of the pain from being away
from him to long.
While my heart hurts I know it won't stay that way for long,
for I am earth and he is wind,
no one will ever know how good it's been.
