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The Wind Whispers Your Name to Me

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

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I knew the moment that you sailed away,

far from me to the other side,

it was on the day that the wind -

whispered your name to me.

It reminded me of days,

walking hand in hand,

following the sun,

watching the clouds sail by –

in the summertime you went away.

but I knew you would return,

the moments that you thought of me,

the wind whispered your name

and it was your voice calling me.

Love’s like colorful butterflies,

dancing through summer skies,

as autumn comes blowing in –

so like love butterflies disappear.

Even though our parting,

was not our own doing,

remembering the songs we used to sing,

made me nostalgic for times gone by.

Funny how things change,

strange how people lose hold of a love so true,

only later to discover –

that we can only love for a moment in time.

Now as I long to go dancing with you once more,

I just need a windy day,

spreading out my arms,

the wind twirls me about,

upon the wind I hear your voice

and we go dancing once more.

Now that we have parted forever,

until we meet again up yonder,

in the dark of a scented spring night,

as the stars swirl with the clouds above,

I’ll see your smile reflected in the moon

and hear the wind whisper to me in your voice -

I love you still.

© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee

Comments

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on February 16, 2018:

Thank you, Robin.

Robin Carretti from Hightstown on February 14, 2018:

The mixture of words twirled me around to your remarkable touches of the wind you could hear the names come to you

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on January 09, 2018:

Thank you Hari.

Hari Prasad S from Bangalore on January 08, 2018:

Gypsy, So much of love in your words. Tremendously beautiful.

- Hari

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on January 08, 2018:

Thank you Bill.

Thank you, Dianna. Yes, upon the wind I have truly heard both voices and melodies.

Thank you Linda.

Thank you Mike.

Thank you Peg.

Peg Cole from Northeast of Dallas, Texas on January 06, 2018:

This poem is so incredibly beautiful. Your imagery and cadence flows along with your sweet remembrances.

mckbirdbks from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas on January 05, 2018:

Hello Gypsy Rose - What a sweet poem of love and wonder.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on January 03, 2018:

This is a beautiful poem about love and the sadness that sometimes accompanies it.

Dianna Mendez on January 03, 2018:

I enjoyed your poem. Windy days do have a way of bringing back good memories.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on January 03, 2018:

I get it. The memories are still vivid after twenty years. Beautiful...sweet melancholy!

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on January 03, 2018:

Wishing you all a very Happy and inspirational New Year!

Thank you ThreeKeys.

Thank you FlourishAnyway.

Thank you Demas.

Thank you Manatita.

Thank you Robin.

Thank you Louise. Sedaka is another singer whose songs inspire.

threekeys on January 03, 2018:

I, too, love your last three lines.

FlourishAnyway from USA on January 02, 2018:

Such sad remembrance. Anyone who has lost a lover can connect.

Demas W Jasper from Today's America and The World Beyond on January 02, 2018:

You wrote the line which includes "we can only love for a moment in time" but your poem makes it clear that is not the case. Good effort.

manatita44 from london on January 02, 2018:

I’ll see your smile reflected in the moon

and hear the wind whisper to me in your voice -

I love you still.

Exquisite piece, Rasma. A great start for 2018. Way to Go!! Much Love for this new season of Love and promise. Hari Om!!

Robin Carretti from Hightstown on January 02, 2018:

Wow, I felt I was transported to another time so whimsical and butterfly all winged wanting so much more and the video great song I love it all my favorite tunes are somehow in the past.

Louise Powles from Norfolk, England on January 02, 2018:

That's such a lovely poem. And thankyou for posting the song at the end - I love Neil Sedaka. =)