Je chasse un vent d'hivers

I'm chasing a winters wind

Je chasse un vent d'hivers

I'm chasing a winters wind......blowing
Blowing harsh.....harsh and free........
Free to come and go............go as.....
Go as she please........she is not........
Will not.............can not be contained
Who would want.......want to anyway
Her strength is her beauty..her beauty
Is often restrained..........restrained by
Herself....... so as.........so as to cause
No...........no further pain..................
She is a force.......a force of nature...
Nothing more....nothing more and.....
And nothing less......sometimes she..
She is like an intimate......an intimate
Whisper....shared with the back........
Back of my neck......other times still..
She will grip me tight.....tight with her
Chill.....I marvel....marvel at her fury
...And her.......her steeled will..........
Her anger...........her anger willingly..
Willingly have I engaged.....I've felt..
Felt the kiss.....kiss of her breath......
..And the tearing......tearing of her....
Her icy claws filled with.......with rage
I've often....often wished to tell her...
Tell her how I feel ......I both fear.....
...Fear and admire her for all that.....
..All that she is......is still..........she is
Always on..........on the move...........
Sometimes far and.....and sometimes
Near.......how do you ask..........ask a
Wind to stay and not........not to........
Not to disappear.