WindSpirit
your name still haunts me
Tell me why
in dreams you taunt me
Speaking not
in words you tell me
All your thoughts
that yet bespell me
Time is long
when you come to me
Day or night
as if to cue me
To your world
so far unseaming
I know your heart
and its redeeming
© DreamMatrix 2007
“unseaming” in this poem is not misspelled, it was his word.