By sweetymoon@hotmail.com
Date: 10 June 1998

Wind Circulates

     Whenever I want to be with you,
     I don't gaze at your pictures.
     I don't call your number and 
     hear your voice on the machine.
     Or re-read the letters you
     wrote to me on paper.
    
     Whenever I want to be with you,
     I go outside at night. And I
     look up at the sky. I feel closer 
     to you on windy nights especially.
      
     Feeling the wind blowing on me.
     I like to think that same wind
     blew around you. Through your
     hair, stealing your train of
     thought. At first it feels very cold.
     But then, when I open my eyes,you
     warm my thoughts. Filling my heart
     once again.