You pass through the air
And go nowhere
And take on the skies
Where heaven lies
You flow with the breeze
You blow through the trees
Without being told
You're free and you're bold
You cool the air
In the summer so fair
And sing quiet songs
While I sing along
You cannot be seen
But you're lovely to me
When you tousle my hair
As you drift through the air
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BEAUTIFUL KATHERINE - Your describe the sensation of being loved by the "elements" perfectly. My favourite is playing and bathing in a waterfall ! The water caresses every cell in my body - perfection. Thanks for sharing love al fresco - BRIAN
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