Wind in the day is
stirred and chaos, blue and warm.
Breeze is trees growing.
At night, wind is wild.
Still or vi’lent, shifts me some.
Breeze is neck breath, hot.
Wind in the day is
stirred and chaos, blue and warm.
Breeze is trees growing.
At night, wind is wild.
Still or vi’lent, shifts me some.
Breeze is neck breath, hot.
