Lady Flower, how is it possible for the naked wind to clothe me with the sweetness from your timeless fragrance without you ever being in my midst?
Every time you dispel your kisses to the heavens, I can even feel them upon my face, as if I am welcome before the Throne of the Almighty Himself.
Kindly include me in sanctifying the shrine of your dreams so I may learn and understand the true meaning of the word "holy".
Permit me to have the honor, freedom and right to decorate your tresses with life's most prestigious flowers, for although my hands are empty, my humble heart is certain you can thrill me with songs of passion.
My darling, we both know the naked wind is invisible and its magic can only be felt by a loving, grateful heart.
Sadly, even though I might not see your smile in reality, I can still feel you entering my heart with the rhapsody of love…just like the naked wind.
Written by/copyright Andy David © 2010-present
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