The wind whispers in my ear and I lift my head
Awakening my cold heart
Burnt by the fire of love , waiting to be taken
It speaks of what I have asked eternity for
It answers the cries of my heart
It blows the sound of your voice across my ears
My heart quickens and my hope is renewed
Although where you are and where I am
Maybe far, I now know this burning is not in vain
For I will see love face to face
My waiting is not in vain
and the bleeding of my heart healed
From the gentle wind of your thoughts towards me
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