Whose wind swept hair
copyright 2017 by jon gutmacher

Whose wind swept hair
and eyes like fire
who fans the flames
of my desire

Her lips so soft
her body lithe
her mind so quick
her stare like ice

That froze my body
at first glance
as shooting stars
began to dance

Across the sky
across my heart
I look at her
Is this the start?

Of a story long
so long ago
a romance that
we each did know

Would one day blossom
One day be
I wait for you . . .
You wait for me . . .

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