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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. .


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

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