Remember that which only the heart desires,
A close listen, a soft touch.
An arm around the hip could be so much more than just a gesture.
We fold around each other like timeless leafs, leaving only our whisper.
Wind waits for nothing but itself, calling through the trees to beyond.
Rain falls without a reason, without a care.
Sun blossoms atop that lonely hillside, where once a star burned bright.
Listen to your hearts wishes, your wishes become your heart.