The way it touches my face.The way the wind blows.As it surrounds me , I follow it home.As it holds me tight, I am at ease.The way it holds my hand.The way the wind kisses my cheecks.As it pulls me closer.As it pulls me in deeper.Can this be?Could this be happening to me?Am I truely in this deep?Love, thats my illness in my soul and in my mind.Love will conqure us all.