Saturday, July 15, 2006

Silent Whispers of the Wind

Silent Whispers of the Wind

The silent whisper of the wind clouds the night
with voices of the past
Reminding me of the night of passion,
the night of romance, and of pleasure...

Red is the colour of the sky at dusk
warm lenghts of brightness
then slowly changing its skin to a softer tone
So we feel like we are on esctacy
and then slowly dying with sheer pleasure
again and again until the night is over.

We hear just silent whispers of the wind,
and the rest is left to two.

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