Dancing the breeze.

Come yellow wind

I give you my gentle skin

Hard rubbing shoes

Still walking

Deep, healing voice

Still talking

Drinking gold

Be with me

Ground my bones

Come yellow wind

Time running trough my breath

Creating color

Moving towards the sun

Virgin flower

Take me yellow wind

Reflection of my crystal water

I am the mirror

So light so at ease

Take me yellow wind

Dancing the breeze

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