And are we so different than the wind Seeking pleasure in the sweep of a caress? | There are times when I am no more than the breath across your body. And with fingers spread wide to receive... |
You offer me your distance. In this moment...I am the wind. And you the hallowed ground beneath me. |
Since I recently saw a show about Don Quixote I looooOOoOOoOOOOOVE the windmills dpm!