Thursday, May 1, 2008

The Breeze

I know this smell...
I've missed it for ages
Wondering if it would still be there
When I decided to turn around

I know your eyes...
I know the words in the wind
The fresh air in my face
Gosh, I've missed you so much

I want to cry in your arms
Embrace me, feed me
Don't ever leave me again

My mother
My lover
My EARTH