that sings on a perfumed breeze
through the coming rains,
woman is the raindrop
that falls soft on parted lips
flowing into deeper ravines,
woman is the wind
that blows a stirring in the soul
to dream of better things.
Musicians & Muse Sessions & Confessions
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