THE FLYING WIND

The moon is full in the cloud, the midnight light is fair, the sands are gloaming even at night, your shadow is a wind mantle for me, your breath is a music to me.
my heart jump for joy when ever I listen to the heart beat of your breath, if am to swim with you for eternity even when am not from your specimen, I will still choose to love you, you have change the number of my days on earth since you came into my life, the smoke that has been flaming my heart ever since I set my eyes on you is more dangerous than the fear of death. If you choose to take the binary number of you away from my life my bone will be incomplete , you are the wind that blows smoothly even when the cloud are sleeping, you took me by surprise, allowing  me to guess the color of your heart and the direction you came from, just as the wind have no direction and color, so are you in my life. when ever the wind blow at the cool of the day, love begins to transit in my heart, when ever you smile tranquility touch the ends of my maroon, I was acting eavesdrop to the sea and plant when they were full of jealousy deliberating on your beauty, the bright-ocher in your eyes has never fade away not even for a seconds, the World see you as a cremated soul, but to me you live and you are still living, when you come again, come through the north window of my room, I will skip the curtain to the left so you can pass easily through the right window, I need your wind in my life, I need the cold of your love, if I drown loving you, am good and happy to die as a wind lover!