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"WIND"
Wind blow me a favor
Shake the trees and color
The tall grass. Caress my
Hair and Dance on the
Still water. Stir the Sky
And bring me a favor
Carry to me the breath
Of my lover, sing her
Words to me. Let me smell
Her fair skin. Carry me
This favor. Wind Blow and
Blow and bring me a favor
For I am lonely
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©Copyright 2006. Karl Ackerman |