Merchant of Dreams by Teddy Temple - HTML preview

Wind Of Love

Like a gentle ocean breeze,

It makes chlorophyll dance off leaves

As the gorgeous moon sprinkle ballad of love,

For it blows so daringly-so forth and fair.

With our nostrils in the air, inhaling the sweet scent of wind of love.

When soft, they are bearable, but

When rough, so terrible

They can either make the sun cry

Or the moon smile.

They hum a melody

As birds yodel in the sky

And rose petals dance to paint her smile,

so smooth it is to be blown in it.

Wish-woosh  they whistle

As the sky echoes boom boom

And hearts jig along

Just as the softer wind of love blows.

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