Michael Samson

Lying under the shadows of the tree
Trying to reminisce those sweet memories
When the wind suddenly blows towards thee
Softly touching thy own soul that marries.

As the wind blows, my heart start singing
Portrait of yours starts to sketch on my mind
Reminding me of your care and comfort
That gently conquers thy own spirit

As the wind blows, I feel your touches
I feel your hugs and your kisses
I’m longing for your love and caresses
You love me as the word of the wind says