The wind it howled and my mind it buzzed
with thoughts of you; with thoughts of love.
The midnight breeze, it blows your name.
The air it sings your sweet refrain.
The hairs on my neck stand up on end.
I need you so; I can’t pretend.
But you soar & dance on windy strands,
beyond my grasp; beyond my hands.
You dip and dive on angel’s wings
that catch the gusts of warm jet streams.
You linger in the summer skies
and float before my gazing eyes.
You swirl and swoop from the cottonwoods,
drifting overhead like nothing should.
I want to fly up there with you,
on midnight breeze the way you do.
Like shooting stars of endless flight;
our glowing forms with trails of light.
Our burning hearts entwined in fire;
just golden streaks of pure desire,
that could whiz across these open seas,
at the speed of light, on midnight breeze.