The little terrace, the only glow, <br />city's lights sparkle, Wind begins <br />his song, as we make <br />the first steps of our unique dance, <br />his whistle increasing, <br />our embrace tightening up. <br /> <br />Your wise hands, shyly, <br />sweetly, knowing, <br />both of us finding, <br />surprising, falling, <br />soft laughs caressing, <br />flying mutual discovery. <br /> <br />Wind turns into brave hurricane, <br />still we are astonished, <br />of each other, of each moment, <br />hands entangled, our eyes meet, <br />our breaths, one breath, <br />two hearts, and one only beat. <br /> <br />La Finita<br /><br />Laa Finita<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-the-wind-danced/
