The Wind.

I was waiting, for a long time
In the dark shadow of grey towers
In the dark shadow of rain towers You will see me waiting forever
To steal me on the restless sea
It will come back full of spray
In the dark shadow of those grey towers

One day it will come back
Over the lands, over the seas
Will come back the blue wind
To breathe my wounded heart
I will be pulled away by its blow
One day it will come back
Over the seas, over the lands
Far away by its pull to another land I will be pulled away by its breath
Far away by its warm stream, wherever it wants
At a whim, far away from this world
Between the sea and the stars
Then I will think of you, and be forever bound.

Very good poem! It had pretty good rythm and flow and I loved the images your words would bring to my mind.

Great work!

AWESOME! AWESOME! AWESOME!