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If You Were The Breeze!
I see the light approaching,
The earth is rumbling
And the wind is too strong...
I know,
Your momentum is great,
My question left no traction
For equivocation...
Be swift,
If you must blow me away,
Remove me completely
From the ground's attachment...
But, if your breath is sweet,
Kiss me a thousand times
And I will raise a flag to honor
The breeze...
©All Rights Reserved-2012
poem
by
Romeo Della Valle
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