A Taste of Heaven
What a familiar breeze,
Which holds my skin hostage,
Why does it blow so strong through my soul?
The sky, holding all its amazing secrets,
Holds me captive in its pure charm,
A smile crosses the length of my face,
A taste of heaven has fallen upon me.
The tree holds me with its branches,
There leaves taunting me with their movement.
Nature is all its pleasure has kidnapped me,
And I don't want to be free.
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