there is this wind of love
that passes by in the air
to every human beings
turns their hearts to feel
romances of gray skies
hard rains in the morning
soft wind that touches skin
wet roads of destination
the month of November
makes me remember
the days we were together
in the grass sitting along the river
watching the the water
running over the river bed
the fantasy the dream of every girl
to stay beside you
in this unforgettable
one breezy November morning
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