Playfully the breeze whispers in my ear
the hopes and dreams and wishes of my heart.
How does it know the thoughts I hold so dear?
How does it know what ne're I did impart?
It seems to laugh and dance around my head,
then twirl like fingers twisting through my hair
then with it’s lust for hidden feelings fed
it flees and flutters softly everywhere.
Ere darting off to play among the trees,
through leaves so softly dappled by the sun
it lays my secrets bare for all to see,
then on through wispy shadows it does run,
proclaiming that which no one ever knew...
that Love deep in my heart I hold for you.
june 2001