Windward
I couldn't ask for more from you than what you always gave
The thrill to life, amidst duress, you caught the wind to stave
I'll woo, again, another day
When that wind is on its way
That has always been the need
When you and I and life are freed
While wooing you in ages past
Intent was always but to cast
My life as yours in all the lives
Through all of it, this heart still thrives
Both future and those lives well gone
Awaiting always the new dawn
Of love as it is spread
From heart unto the head
Before us like a golden field
In which you never need to yield
But love me only because I deserve it
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