I hear whispers in the wind, whom speak to me of an enchantingly curious love that surrounds my soul with luscious laughter. And than from within my heart I become as a child again; free and ever full of life. Poetry by Wyndel 2003

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Friday 24 Nov 2006

A Genuine Love

I hear whispers in the wind, whom speak to me of an enchantingly curious love that surrounds my soul with luscious laughter. And than from within my heart I become as a child again; free and ever full of life.

Poetry by Wyndel 2003
 
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