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You Make Wind on My Belly
You make wind on my belly.
You make me leave when leaves are not ready.
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You teach me to finish the unfinished -
To accept without reasoning,
To bow to the flow
And just go.
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Though the night is not done,
Morning breeze has come for us.
Fresh embezzlement by intrigue
That's I guess what we both need.
●
You make wind on my belly.
The wind that remembers -
And a romance it scatters.
●
Still, the wind howls
but there is no belly -
Only forevergrowing memories to carry.
@dukkha.art
You make me leave when leaves are not ready.
●
You teach me to finish the unfinished -
To accept without reasoning,
To bow to the flow
And just go.
●
Though the night is not done,
Morning breeze has come for us.
Fresh embezzlement by intrigue
That's I guess what we both need.
●
You make wind on my belly.
The wind that remembers -
And a romance it scatters.
●
Still, the wind howls
but there is no belly -
Only forevergrowing memories to carry.
@dukkha.art
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