Category : Poems

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Oh, the wind ruffles my hair,
  And my hair has her touch in every strand.

. Oh, my eyes want to cry, 
  But there my heart 
  Has hidden love at first sight
  For my loved one,
   For my precious one.

I leave the radio on,
  So she thinks I'm moved by what I heard.
 But my hands tremble when I touch her skin, 
 And my mind takes me to
  Where we've never been...

It seems like everything 
 Will be against,
 But even a sailboat 
 Has to go against the wind.