| ZEPHYR |
| A wind so cold blows through my soul It numbs my heart to blue Though you, my pet, I know not yet My soul calls out for you You are my breeze the one I need That will unfreeze my heart A zephyr sweet I long to greet My long-awaited start Though patience wanes my hope remains and carries me through the time when winter's chill does leave me ill When will this love be mine You are my hope I stay afloat to see my sail unfurl A zephyr sweet I pray will breathe new life into my world I must assume I'm late to bloom For love, I'm not yet ripe I'll someday know a loving glow I never could describe You are the breath The warm caress to melt my icy core A zephyr sweet, someday we'll meet and then I'll yearn no more |
| (c) 2004 Sheila W |
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