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Gentle Breeze From My Whispering Lips
Gentle breeze...
from my whispering lips
blowing down
from your ear to your hips.

Tingling your skin...
from my lovely touch
and caressing words...
you mean so much.

Looking into your eyes...
my reflection I see
where my face realize...
how happy I can be.

But...

When that fog came by...
piercing right through
causing us to separate...
the closeness of us two.

The louder we scream...
makes it harder to find
the harder it may seem...
for our useless minds.
 
I begin whispering...
my sweet gentle breeze
hoping to reach out...
for your ear to freeze.
 
No fog can fade...
our searching hearts
no matter how gray...
no matter how dark.
 
One day will come...
for our hands to reunite
with our lips touching...
each other a good night.
 
(Written in May 7th, 2002)
© Jerse95