Zywa
And I want you
On blue days you are blowing
to high skies and clouds
snow white you kiss the peaks
where you nestle in bliss
In spring you plough
wrinkles, down, down
in smooth folds you want
to flow over the earth
and I
want you
your water drink you
feel you steamy deep, deep
inside me chasing
until I am no longer there
come waves, come pave ways
come, flow, flow through me
I collect all your love
in oceans and seas
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