Release

The cool summer wind
                        will send it to me upon a night's cloud
                        and I will reach up
                        I will reach high
                        Cupping it into my hands
                        I will pour it over my face and body
                        I will let it wash over me
                        I will absorb it
                        I will consume it for both of us
                        For tonight
                        I will carry your burden
                        Your sadness,
                        your quiet thoughts
                        and I will give you in return
                        sleep and peace.
                        Rest, my lover
                        my sweet and only one...
                        I am here