With the Air ~
By Viesta
Rain is all the sky will bear though for cold wind, I often long to see your breath, mix with the air to cease the scorching, summer song; Yet never has, and never will Heaven grant such boons to me though I will long for peaceful still of Ocean sky, and winter sea; I remember frost, upon the ground the peace that comes with winter eve hearing only, evening sound of upon which I, would take my leave; too often I fear, that such is lost to be regained only, at heavy cost ~Viesta Written July 31st, 2001 © on Jul 31 2001 01:02 AM PST 0 • 12
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"Rain is all the sky will bear though for cold wind, I often long to see your breath, mix with the air to cease the scorching, summer song; Yet never has, and never will Heaven grant such boons to me though I will long for peaceful still of Ocean sky, and winter sea; I remember frost, upon the ground the peace that comes with winter eve hearing only, evening sound of upon which I, would take my leave; too often I fear, that such is lost to be regained only, at heavy cost ~Viesta..."