Benevolent Winds

Pocket


I want you to stay where
my real imaginary world is,
I’m yours and these winds,
they remind me you are where I belong.

Those memories which you make up with,
I wish to keep them going forever,
My dawn rises from you,
and you are where my dusk set.

This world of mine is alive,
because of you, and these
winds murmur your name,
as they come and go.

Your face resembles by dreams,
what the secret though?

In this moment, you’re mine
and I ain’t letting you go

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