Waiting for the Love Wind

I stood by the window waiting for the wind,
Which had grew thin as days past
The cold wind I have felt and seen
Last! Last! Oh how I wish the gust of wind would last!
Wind of love, wind of lust, wind of comforting care
Come at me quick, come at me hard, I dare
For there is not another moment to spare
Show me the feeling that nothing could compare
And so I stood at the window, waiting there
Waiting for you the wind right there

- C. Aurelius