The wind blows as the way its running for love

In case of wind there is no love like his

No one can Love him the way he do and run

Everyone just love each other for no issue more fun

The love of wind is so majestic everywhere

Nothing can match the intensity by which the wind loves

Wind Is wind he does not find his match anytime

But his she is everywhere and he can feel it every time

His love is pure and divine as it sees nothing

The thing it sees is the love all over

Being a wind is so difficult for us here

The pain he has we can't even think to bear

The thing he want is love all over

Sometime he is able to spread the presence sometimes not

He is so free but too sad without her as he search her everywhere

She is the only thing he need for his life nothing more here