north wind

if you were a word in my mouth

what language would you be?

would you be in my own tongue

or teach a fresh word to me?

if you are north and I am south

I will be the sea waiting for you.

come blow down from the ice

across the equatorial heat

and by the time you reach me

you will have warmth

to warm my numbed feet

wrap me in your stormy arms

crash into the tide

only be my north wind

and let me be your bride

 

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