I roam bare and naked across your vast land, at times humming melodies that captures the souls and dancing to captivate the minds. I bring fragrances from near and afar to enrobe the senses. You seek me when I am not there, endlessly hoping, wanting, needing, yearning, burning...
I am the Saharan Wind
1 Comments:
I feel envy!!!!
wish I were there
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