Her lover is far away but as he transformed himself into the wind, she feels his presence living a dream.

What does it feel
to be loved in the morning,
to be surprisingly taken away
by a gentle wind;
To hear your voice echoing
inside of me…?

Your hand becomes my hand
as you press my beating chest
under your skin…


What does it feel
to be taken away from time,
the rush of your blood
in search for more of you?


A moment away from my world
to be part of yours…
To feel the certain path
of your lips
slowly, enchanting me…


-Your words echoing inside of me-


Words no ear can hear,
lips giving a new, strange route,
skin warmth apparently
without not even one touch.


But touching acquires
a totally new smell,
slowly, no rush,
my hands are yours
as you travel near my shores.


Loving me, in deep waters
of dazzling lust.
You like a morning wind
has taken me far away
from all earthly odds.


-Our words echoing inside of Us-


This time is ours to embrace
our want,
your strength inside my veins,
your hands are mine…


Suddenly a total ecstasy
rushing all over, all insides,
all around us.


-Our words still, so still inside of Us-


I cry of love
wanting your arms still
around me…
You hold me tender
and as tender as you came,
you go…


The sweet melody of
the morning sun rays
filled up my eyes
as the wind left his touch
inside my heart…