I am spring’s soft rain against your face,
bringing warmth of love’s embrace.
I am the smoked autumnal mist
mysterious, dark and full of tease.
I am the cry of the newly born,
or simply the greatest love you have ever known
I am your desolation and your pain,
the boiling blood flowing through your veins
I am the office worker’s pounding feet,
the daily commuter’s mundane beat.
I am the wolf that roams the night,
the silent cobalt’s lightning strike.
I am all the reasons you will never know,
dreaming the dreams you always wanted.
I was your birth. I am your death
and I will be your eternal breath
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