Jasmine Wayne - Synchronous

A breeze passes by it warms my skin
Like a fire in winter I glow from within
A breeze passes by it relaxes me
Whispers at my ear beg to be free
A breeze passes by but it does not go
Holding me tight it wishes to show
A breeze passes by but what does it say
Protect me my dear and take me away
A breeze passes by and with me it rides
As fish in the sea it flows with the tides
A breeze passes by but has it now left
That breeze was you and my heart its theft

Jasmine Wayne

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