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Hum
The square root of a kiss is a hum
I hum under my breath
When i contemplate the drum of your heart
My heart beats with the pulse
I revel in the whisper
that lifts me like the wind
An instrument in tune
with you
My love is the wind's slave
and thus is free
My love is the wind that is shaped as it passes
through the lips of earthly vessels
into words of freedom
My love is the winds song:
I am the earths imagination wandering
I seep through the cracks
explore the unseen
I ripple the grass
and move life
My love is my souls dedication
How do I love thee
Imagine
