She moves to the sound of her own wind.
Completely oblivious to what’s around.
Something can catch her attention,
But lose it the second time around.
I want to know her,
The ins and the outs.
Yet something pushes me out.
She’s free, a spirit at heart.
Although she does seem lonely enough.
I want to know you,
Free child of mine.
But you put up a wall so fine.
Your beauty astounds me somehow.
The way you prance around.
So light and airy, without a sound.
What can I do right now?
To know the person you are deep down.