Thanks A Lot Friend

The wind goes slowly like a snail I know you become my real friend You will never ask any of my evil deeds Never dig the old skull With a whisper and a call You blow out my senses with your all You help me to born again Like a new child, innocent The old sorrow and pain I burry In the magical tides of the ocean, The murmur sound of freedom I heard in the wings of an un -caged bird The delight of your touch I inhale day and night The colour of your smell I drink with cactus eyes You bloom a flower In the garden made up of stone With out any cloud You cause the rain and make me dream And thanks a lot To become a real friend without any cause..