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I Confess

There is something that I must confess

A feeling that has been kept within

Towards you

Within me.

Do not be alarmed

I’m not in love with you

I just wanted to admit,

It was I who broke the wind

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Wish I Told You

I love you

I just want to say

I never got the chance to really tell you.
I love you

And wished I told you sooner

So I tell the wind to tell you
I love you

It’s true

Yes, I do love you

The evening was quite

It was silent
But the wind was howling
The clouds danced
The moon sang
The stars were in a chorus

Apart from that, the night was silent

Gone Wind

Where is the wind?
Everything is still
The wind ceased its dancing
No wind to caress my hair
The clouds, unmoving
Unable to travel far
The air is hot, suffocating me
I wait for a sign, a movement
But there is none

Maria Michaela

Umbrellas Off

A gust of wind blew strong and hard rattling the roofs
The rain, piercing like pins against the skin
Stronger both rain and wind grew
Roaring through the thin silence
No thunder or lightning present
Yet we all fear the beast
Better not let it catch you
Take cover, take shelter

Maria Michaela

Blown

Blown away, carried some place far
Off to somewhere or nowhere seen only by the stars
Travelling everywhere and around
No trail left on the ground
I am but a nomad
Carried by the wind

Typhoon

And the wind blows strong
Rain falls slowly but steadily
We pray for safety
Let it pass with no lives taken

And so I start to move

Move on and move forward

I don’t want to think about the things to come

I’ll let them come

And let whatever be just be

No more worrying

No more overanalyzing or overthinking

Let’s be friends, shall we?

We’ll be the best of friends

And I promise to be at your side when you need me

Let’s keep it at that

Until the wind changes the tide

Perfect Night

wake them little stars up

open the windows towards the sun

face the palm trees and the meadows green

stretch towards the heavens high

the moon is prancing, dancing in the sky

the breeze softly comes by

clouds gather and race towards the horizon

slowly the temperature drops

as the cool wind arrives

Wind Swept

I remember how your dark brown hair

danced as the wind caressed it

I could not help but stare

somehow you can just magically work it

As your hair falls back in the right place

you look as fresh as can be

You move with such magnificent grace

that not only I can see

 

I remember your eager and warm smile

that greets the gloomy day

Turns the day brighter and causes a great many to be beguiled

you can be so enchanting, if I may say

And you seem not to notice these little things

as you walk with vibrance, such ease

You don’t notice what joy it brings

and how you can weaken a girl’s knees

 

You have etched yourself in history

like none has ever done before

Yet still you hold such mysteries

impossible, just impossible to ignore

Your charisma and elegance, blows me away

your laugh, always half-hearted

Spins me around as I walk and sway

and all the while you hold to me as this story has just started

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