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The Wind Was Warm
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And Time Goes By As darkness falls the waves roll by
The seasons change
The wind is warm.
("A Pillow of Winds," Pink Floyd)
THE WIND IS WARM
Late that night I sat on the deck
while the night circled the
gulf waters.
I thought of you,
and the wind was warm.
But seasons change.
Close your eyes now,
please forget me.
We are the residue of a
love that should never
have been.
I look out over the
phosphorescent waves,
and wonder how it feels
to be dead.
