She was the wind —laughter tracing unseen lines
Brushing his dreams softening his sighs
He was the fire —fierce in every horizon
Chasing her shadow through corridors of night
Her mind glimmered like fireflies in moonlit air
His words burned bright unafraid and rare
She taught him to listen while running wild
He taught her to believe beyond her mind
The wind circles fire —afraid to fade yet near
The fire mirrors wind —afraid to scorch yet clear
Their love was never born of possession
But of courage —to let each other shine
When years grow old they’ll still stand side by side
She’ll say “If wind is formless let my heart be the guide ”
He’ll say “If fire is silent still I’ll burn for you ”
The world expands —their souls remain true